Had a dream we bought an old Victorian house - tall, ornate, worn-down, like an Addams Family house without the S&M installations. The floors were covered in beetle-green velvet rugs that had almost completely worn down to the backing. I thought about replacing them with new versions of the same - would that look bad? I couldn't decide. Water dripped on my head from somewhere. There was a leak in a 3rd-floor toilet. I looked up through a hole in the 2nd-floor ceiling to talk with the plumber, Simon Cowell. He tightened the big plastic nut on the bottom of the flapper valve, and declared the job finished.

No more Sanjaya.