My brother-in-law is getting married on New Year’s Eve, so Mrs. D. and I are going to PARTY PARTY PARTY that night!
I’ll be working. . . again.
My assistant manager plays in the area’s (IMHO) best rock band. One or the other of us must be on duty every night. So, he plays a mean guitar, and I get to (have to) work all the “Party Holidays”: St. Patty’s, Halloween, New Year’s Eve. For most holidays that’s cool, because he’s playing at our bar, which means good music and good money. Unfortunatly, this time he’s not playing at all–he’s just out of town. So, we’ll find another band, but I’ll have to work all the same. 
So, if any of you feel like traveling for the New Year, I’ll be tending bar, and incredibly happy to see you. This is a pretty boring place to visit, but I can always run Happy Hour all night for Dopers. Cheap booze and the After Party’s at my place.
7th year and counting…
Our house will be filled with ex-bartenders from NYC coming up here to escape the madness. We avoid NYE crowds like plague, but no one has to go far to score a pretty good martini.
We shop in the early afternoon then drink gallons of wine while preparing the Royal Feast. Tradition dictates we dine in 'jammies, so there has grown a fierce competition to see who can show up at the table in the most outrageous sleepveer.
Then we plaly board (bored?) games until the New Year is rocked in, bang some pots and pans on the porch to shake up the sheep, and go to bed.
Bloody Mary’s are served at 11:00
All are welcome.
NYE has never been a big deal to me; more of just an afterthought after Christmas. I will most likely be staying home and having a quiet evening of web-surfing and watching the festivities on TV. It might be fun to go out and party somewhere, but I just don’t want to deal with all the drunks and such. I hope those of you who are heading out have a good time though. 
Same thing we do every NYE - Mr2U and I play Monopoly with Mini2U, he cheats and steals from the bank, I drink a bottle of Cold Duck (yep - the GOOD stuff!), we watch TV, count down and then are in bed fast asleep by 12:15. Mini2U will probably stay up until 4 AM playing video games.
Eh? More or less everywhere in England gets a late licence for New Years Eve, til at least 12.30am, with a break between 11.55 and 12.05 for the barstaff to celebrate. Unless round Trafalgar Square they told them to shut early due to overcrowding. That particular NYE I worked behind a bar til 11.30, then went to my local to drink til 4.30am.
This year, same as the last, going to Cornwall with friends, eat at their restaurant, back to someones house, powerbooze.
Hey, Misnomer, mine too!
What we do this NYE is still undecided. A recent conversation went like this:
Jennyrosity: So what do we want to do for New Year then?
Crusoe: Why don’t we stay in, just me and you? We could get champagne, cook a nice meal…it’ll be romantic.
Garius, listening in like the nosy little rat-boy he is: You could always come round ours mate. We’re having a Band Of Brothers marathon.
Crusoe: Oooh, lets do that instead!
He will pay…
Great Jennys think alike.
I typically don’t bother much with New Year’s. When New Year’s Day is a weekday, I work just like any other day: I stay up NYE to watch the ball drop on TV, but I’m usually up until at least midnight anyway so it’s no big deal. I think I’ve only had a date on NYE once or twice. This year, with New Year’s Day being a Saturday, I’ll go to my mom’s and have dinner with her and my brother. But it’s still no biggie – I just don’t consider it to be much of a special day.
I don’t think I could handle a Band of Brothers marathon, though. . . 
As on every New Year’s eve, I spend the entire day updating myself.
clothing-optional party with lots of booze
with any luck, we’ll end up with an orgy
This year, I will be taking the BART to San Francisco with my boyfriend, where we have a hotel room 1/2 block from Union Square. We will walk to a nice Italian restaurant, have dinner/drinks and then walk to the Post Street theatre to see “Forever Tango.” Then when it gets out, we will probably hang out in the hotel drinking until about midnight, at which point we will go outside to see the fireworks/commotion. Then crashing in the hotel room until we BART our (probably) hungover asses back to Oakland. It should be fun!
Probably nothing. As usual.
Good answer, TYM.
Good grief. What would that take – about 24 hours?
I will be staying up until midnight; drinking a nice chabliss, listening to music, until my wild-ass neighbors start shooting off their fireworks and yelling yahoo!
Then, I will blast Black Sabbath, which seems to calm them and then I can get some sleep.
The bf and I will stay home and drink moderately-priced champagne.
What gobear said, cept I’ll be doing it with my current squeeze instead of his cause he prolly wouldn’t like it if I did it with his. 
Also, I’ll be prepping and cooking black-eyed peas and collard greens for New Year’s Day dinner. I have the need to feed lots of people (I’m guessing around 16) on New Year’s Day. Southern USA tradition has it you need the peas for luck and the greens for money, so if their year sucks after dinner at my house it ain’t my fault! 
I’m also planning on having fried chicken, potato salad, cornbread and peach cobbler, like I usually do. I’m a New Year’s cookin’ fool!
You can come too jenny.
It’ll be handy to have someone who won’t mind missing bits of the episodes to go get the beers from the fridge.
Hey everyone! Party at garius’s and timbob’s!
<stampede noises>
NYE 1999/2000 we actually left London because the public celebrations were going to be crap (“River of Fire” my arse) and went to Prague instead, where it was a fireworks firing range. Roman candles going off horizontally at knee level in the city center make for an *interesting * festive experience all around. Still, the beer was cheap and excellent, the sausages were vaguely edible and everyone was wearing silly hats. A good night out.
This year the spouse and I haven’t even sorted out Christmas, let alone New Years. We’ll do something. Que sera sera and all that.
I’ll be working but this is a good thing. My jazz group has a very nice paying gig at a very expensive hotel in town.
The coolest part is that we got the gig playing a charity benefit so sometimes doing a good deed does have rewards.
I have the WHOLE DAY off! I’m so excited. A couple of friends and I will be having “Val-fest” (there will be two Vals and one other person whose name is not nearly so nice) starting sometime that afternoon. I’ll probably end up baby-sitting the other two, since they’re not quite as good at drinking as I am. That evening my husband and I will be going to a friend’s house for a party. I think we’re having a Texas Hold 'Em tournament, so that should be fun. We’ll likely go down to the local bar around midnight and close the place down. I’m thinking I’ll wake up at about 3 the next afternoon.
Probably not as exciting as New Year’s Eve in London or New York, but I’ll be with the man I love and my closest friends. There’s nowhere I’d rather be!