October 2000. We decided it would be fun to have folks over for dinner, so we used my and Ana Luisa's birthday as the excuse. Karl cooked and the rest of us ate and drank. Somehow it degenerated from a dinner gathering into another wake-the-neighbors sort of thing. And that went a long way toward convincing Derek that while he's going to bed at 9:30 in Minneapolis, we're living a rock-and-roll lifestyle over here in Paris.