Our Piper Heidsieck who art in Kevin

Blogger announces Hindi transliteration? The hell? I'm just not down with that. Sorry.

What I am down with right now is some tasty Piper Heidsieck that I'm enjoying with my spouse before checking out on this final day of 2007.

At the time of this writing it's just a little before 10:30, which means the missuz and I will be retiring a good hour and a half before midnight. Oh well. I'm old and fat and can't stay up as late as I used to, nor can I remember the last time I was up at midnight on New Year's Eve. Call it Jungenheimer's Disease. I don't care.

What?

Actually I do remember that New Year's Eve that I was up at midnight. My wife and I were in the emergency room at the Naples Community Hospital in Naples, FL because she had ingested nuts . She's allergic to almonds, pistachios, pine nuts, basically all nuts other than peanuts -- they're not really a nut -- kinda like a fauxnad. She's not allergic to that either.

Oh yeh!

There is little sadder than some overworked orderlies counting down the last seconds of the year before they start their twelfth hour of a fourteen-hour shift. Even the noisemaker I heard that night sounded weak. No New Year's Rockin' Eve in the ward less traveled, let me tell you.

Anyway, I've made my resolutions and have found peace with the poured so I won't be long.

If you've stumbled my way in the year 2007, close out your browser, find someone to kiss and enjoy the final moments of the year. If you've found me on the first day of 2008, let me congratulate you on having pried yourself off that toilet and found your way to the site that's home of champagne wishes and White Trash caviar dreams. Indeed there will be a recipe for my sister-in-law's White Trash Caviar, but I'm just not up to it right now.

Did I mention that I'm old and fat? And it's after ten.

Happy New Year.