Pop, fizz…  and that’s about it.  2o09 is behind us.  The Christmas tree is on the fire pile, wrapping paper is in the bin, and the champagne bottle is empty (metaphorically… we didn’t even have champagne last night).  I expect there’s firecracker paper to be cleaned up somewhere, but our neighborhood was amazingly quiet last night… for a change. 

Out with the old, in with the new, should auld acquaintance, and all of that…  it’s 2010, and right this minute I’m not sure if that’s a good or a bad thing.  But it’s a fact, regardless. 

Happy New Year to all, and to all a good morning.

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