… but I refuse to ride down a volcano on a bike, in case you were wondering!
This lovely scene is where my pal Mark spent his Christmas vacation. I so hate him!! (haha! just kidding, Markster!) This is almost like the “happy place” I retreat to in my mind sometimes (is that TMI?). Anyway, welcome back to the real world, buddy!
Our NYE was better than others I’ve had – Consort and I went to his friend Sal’s house where we had dinner and played the 20th edition Trivial Pursuit. Sal’s wife Kim and I kicked ass!! hahahah (okay, so we won by ONE piece! Andre Agassi rules!) Then we watched the ball drop on Times Square, marveled that Dick Clark does indeed look younger each year and then drove the 45 min ride home.
Now, let me say this to all you yahoos out there: If you are going to drive like serious idiots, NYE is NOT the time to do it. First off, everyone knows that amateur drunks come out of the woodwork on NYE and they will be (unfortunately) all over the road. Your chances of getting hit by one of them increase exponentially on this one evening. Secondly (and thankfully) there are COPS all over the damn place (trying to lessen the damage done by the aforementioned idiots) so your chances of getting caught speeding along like Mario Andretti Jr. are increased as well. Good lord, people. SLOW THE HELL DOWN!!
Anyway, Happy New Year!
Love and kisses,