Well, tis the day that father time straps on his sandals and marches on. Another season of merriment and occasional folly has come and gone. Tonight we’ll make our resolutions; knock back a couple of shots; and sit in front of the television as the glittering ball drops (depending upon where you’re at). Time to say good bye to the past because the future, and all of it’s riches, are soon ours to grasp.
I guess what I’m trying to say in all of this gibberish (if it’s even gibberish) is…
Happy New Year! (and many, many, more)