All my NYE plans have gone down in a blaze of glory.   Ok, not glory actually. It's sad when plans fall through.   And, no real flames....although that would've been cool.   I guess I could've just said my plans fell through.....but fell through what?   It's not like my plans were skating on thin ice.   And who actually skates on thin ice?   It's dangerous and even natural blonds know it will lead to trouble.   Trouble, oh we got trouble, right here in River City!  With a capital "T", that rhymes with "p", and that stands for pool......