He's always doing this to me. I'll look at the weather forecast and catch my breath ... "What?! Sunny skies? Eighty degrees? What luck, what joy!!"
And then. I notice. Marrakesh. I don't live in Marrakesh.
Peter views humor as a covert operation. He almost always wins.
(And yes, the clock is set for Mumbai time and the calculator has a most impressive computation. Why? I guess because it is just cool to know these things ...)

