What time is it?

I'm so confused. My phone and my watch have the local time. My blackberry and my laptop have eastern time. My body is somewhere in Kansas I think.
I kept waking up last night about every two hours and not knowing what time it was or which clock was right. Oy.
It is almost time for Dancing with the Stars, but I'm about to crash, exhausted.

I had a fabulous day today, starting with a 6:30 am walk/jog along Mission Bay. After a shower, I had breakfast at the hotel restaurant in the warm warm sun on the patio. I did a little work and had lunch with some work buddies. Our planning meeting went well, and dinner at Gringo's Mexican restaurant was great.

Now I'm back in the room about to fall asleep.
Except I hear singing. On the lawn. Please hold.

Ah. A live band. It appears to be an engagement party or wedding rehearsal dinner. On a Monday. I guess I won't go to bed with my patio door open.

I'm excited to go for another walk in the morning.

Bongos? Good gravy. And a shell horn?! I hope these people go to bed soon. I plan to.