January 3, 2006

•   Happy New-Year!  Well, it's still sort-of new.  Anyway, I had a good time on the 31st/1st - mostly just walked the Ave with Christine, celebrating vicariously through the crazy street kids.  (They were chugging bottles of hard liquor, and running in the streets and yelling at cars.  Fun times.)  I had my new years' kiss (it was a good one!) in the Well-lit Wells-Fargo ATM alcove, across the street from the big digital clock on the intersection of 45th and the Ave.  (The clock, unfortunately, switches back & forth between time and temperature.  Convenient if you want to know exactly how much you should shiver, but frustrating in that we'll never know EXACTLY when the new year arrived, only that it was 42 degrees when it did.)  The only alcohol I consumed was a twisted shooter I bought in Canada - tequila and lime for me, strawberry cream vodka for Christine.  (She claimed that she liked it, but I couldn't convince her to drink more.  She's 21 and has never been so much as buzzed, let alone drunk.  But I've probably mentioned that before...)

  
  

    New Years is, of course, a silly and arbitrary holiday - the only non-arbitrary yearly events worth celebrating are the solstices and the equinoxes.  Even those are pretty boring - they mark turning points/midpoints in slow transitions between the Earth's seasons.  If I was in charge, the yearly event to celebrate would be the night when the MOON WAS LIT ON FIRE AND DEADLY CHUNKS OF FLAMING ROCK WERE HURLED TOWARDS EARTH, KILLING MILLIONS!  By celebrate, I mean hide from.  Mwahahahaha!  Foolish Mortals!

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