I spent last New Year’s Eve in the middle of the (closed to traffic) street with a bottle of champagne in one hand and my coat and shirt in the other. Whee!
Brian and I had the occasion to see a free concert that night, but we somehow decided during the day to stay in and watch all of the ABC coverage of stuff going on around the world. New Year’s was as it should be: me, him, a bottle of champagne and a couple of bathrobes.