New Year's Eve 2006-7

For most of The Great Plotnik's adult life, he was working on New Year's Eve, playing gigs that were always silly and most often fun. Musicians get paid a lot on New Year's, so you end up being able to fool yourself that you can make a living at this craft. If you're lucky you don't look too closely at yourself wearing that blue fish hat.

In the above picture that's Schmeckl Plotnik in the white coat, wearing the late, lamented red fish hat on his head and singing doo woppie stuff into the mike, while TGP in the tux (and barely visible blue fish hat) plays piano and sings.

In the below picture the two dancers are Rafael and Juliana, two very nice people who had the misfortune, as did Plotnik (wearing a white suit and playing piano in the background), of getting hooked up with some really disagreeable and nasty people to play a gig at the Fontainbleu Hotel in Miami Beach.

There were many other gigs, of course, in fancy hotels, in country clubs, in private homes, in trailer parks, and once, Plottie kids you not, in a rented hall where the guests were all Holocaust Survivors. That gig was not a lot of laughs.

Neither was the night a guest grabbed Plottie's mike out of his hands to sing New York, New York, and threw up all over it. Ah, New Year's Eve!

Tonight, however, The Great Plotnik gets to play Papa with Team Plotnik at La Ciccia down the street. Afterwards whoever comes back to World Headquarters will share a great bottle of South African wine that has been saved for this occasion.

Plot has New Year's Resolutions! Tomorrow they start! Sort of!