Fireworks and Falling Leaves

As the Plotniks were sitting around wondering if they'd have enough energy to head over to the New Year's Eve party at John and Christine's last night, the phone rang. It was Silent Bill with a dinner invitation for the evening, which Plot and Duck gratefully accepted.



Prime rib, mashed potatoes, peas and two kinds of rugelach, plus the company of dear friends under whose dining table the Plotniks have been fortunate to spread their feet many times.

Then it was time to head home and over to the party -- but Ducknik wasn't feeling 100% and somehow, well, you know how these things work. The sofa and a rented movie looked too inviting to pass up. At midnight Plot and Duck walked out onto their deck, wearing heavy jackets (cold, cold, cold), in time to hear people all over the city starting to shout Happy New Year! while the fireworks went off with a bang down near the Embarcadero, somewhere in the distance behind the avocado tree and around the corner near Holly Park.



Then this morning Plot went out to his car to find it covered with East-Coast style colored leaves, as if fall fell from the trees last night, just in time to continue a short cold streak on the way to a beautiful and prosperous spring.



Plotnik ran into his neighbor Vaughn, who shouted over "the year started off bad but ended up good!" to which Plotnik replied "Let's keep it going this year!" What can we do but search out the beautiful music, no matter how much crud continues to surround it?

This is Plotnik's story and he is sticking to it. Let's have a Great Year! How about it?