Going out for a bit. I’ll be back before midnight to beat the sloshed drivers. Let me tell you, I had to follow three separate drunks home on Christmas night and I don’t want a repeat. In any case, stay safe, have fun, and enjoy getting ready to celebrate a new year that will bring change and hope.
Oh, and I guess we should start collating the hangover treatments. Whatever you do, drink a lot of water before you go to sleep. And avoid cheap champagne like the plague or your new year will start out horribly.
Jameson’s.
in many years. Too dangerous. We used to call it amateur night – people who don’t drink all year get piss drunk and try to drive home.
the first hopeful news;
January 1, 2009
Britain ready to take in Guantánamo prisoners
Deal will help Obama to close down terror jail
Happy New Year. Stay Safe.
you can’t go wrong with menudo:
/A hearty tripe soup as it is prepared in the north of Mexico, this is especially recommended as a cure for hangovers. It is always made on New Year’s morning.
of course, a big, salt rimmed margarita or two on the side’ll help too.
be careful out there.
The menudo does sound good. But, alas, I looked in the freezer and, to my surprise, no calf’s foot anywhere to be found. Though my dog brought home a whole deer leg the other day. Will that do?
Nah! Probably not. Too gamy tasting.
yeah, you don’t want to know what’s in it….but that deer leg’d probably work…all the spices would take care of the gamy taste, and venison’s not that bad.
there’s a authentic mexican restaurant near here where you can get it on sat and sun’s only…..and it is very good.
have a great 2009!
Some years ago, I went to a tee-totalers’ New Year’s Eve party and drove home cold sober. My route home approached a hard left-angle curve in the road. Thru the trees, I could see the headlights of an oncoming car and knew it was going too fast to make the curve and stay in its lane. I pulled my car off the road, literally onto someone’s lawn to avoid a head-on collision. Despite that, the careening car side-swiped mine! And kept going.
I U-turned and followed the darn side-swiper, knowing that eventually the driver would stop just to see how much damage had been done to their car. Sure enough, it pulled into a parking lot, up to a curb, beside a street light. Ah Ha! I pulled in behind, blocking it in. The driver, a woman, staggered out and, seeing her getaway blocked, burst into hysterical wailing.
I could have called the cops but, she blithered about how a DUI would get her fired. Instead, I took her insurance card, her driver’s license, her phone number and her keys then called her a cab and saw her off.
On the 2nd, her insurance company called me before I could call them and paid the damage repair on my car without hassle and in full. I met her that day to give her back her stuff and she actually fell down and kissed my feet.
Since that night, I don’t go out on New Year’s Eve.
You found a woman who would kiss your feet and you let her get away?
My wife has the flu, so I am staying home with her tonight. We don’t oftentimes go out for New Years anyways.
Break out the cheese ball and sparkling cider about 10, have a little party, watch the elevator go up the Space Needle to kick off the fireworks, and go to bed by 1.
All of this from the safety and comfort of our own house, just like most New Years.
Yeah, we’re real party animals.
Usually we stay home together. If we have kids living with us, we bake cookies and such. Little kids get excited about staying up late and eating cheese and crackers and cookies, but usually fall asleep. Big kids want to go to friend’s houses. The in-betweens are fine company.
On special years, we go out to a hotel party, get silly drunk with total strangers that seem like bosom buddies, then sleep it off in the nice safe hotel room. Breakfast in the hotel dining room then go home. The only thing special about this year is Bush will be gone in 20 days. We’ll party then.
P.S. With incredible luck, we’ve only missed one New Year’s Eve together in 45 years. Uncle Sam demanded my services that one night.
Happy New Year, Booman and Cabin Girl.
I have just one question: when is Boo gonna write a book. I have a title for you: “Boo Man’s Guide to Life.”
I would buy that.
A friend told me she was going to party like it’s 1999. I said I’d party at home until around nine.