On the SkyTrain last night, I realized those on the train who were twenty were barely teenagers in the year 2000. Don't get me wrong; I'm not complaining at all! The more New Year's we see, the better! We did go downtown last night just for a glass of midnight champagne at the Duff before it becomes all upscale this year.
Actually, the Waterford-crystal ball is dropping in NYC right now. That's only thanks to the hard disk in the satellite receiver. It's the first time we've seen it in high-definition, so I suppose even if I don't have a flying saucer parked downstairs ...