Petra's eaten and fallen asleep on my lap. I think she'll wake up if I move her, so I'm stuck in my chair for the moment.
I'm watching a replay of last night's Australian Open semi-final. Djokovic played Federer. Djokovic is up 2 sets to love right now – if he won, it's a real blow to Federer's dominance.
And I'm listening (whether I like it or not) to Luis, the condos' guard, singing along with Joe Cocker's version of Help From My Friends in a shaky falsetto and even shakier English. Fortunately, Luis tends to play things I like, so I just sing too, joining him in butchering whatever it is. (Today though I kept quiet to help Petra sleep.)
Here's Joe Cocker at Woodstock, doing a much better job than Luis and me.