This New Year I decided to stay home and drink some champagne. I am totally appalled that it seems every human being in this city, and their dog, is too busy tonight and all seem to be going to Times Square for the evening.
That is one American tradition that I don't understand. Huddling in the middle of thousands of freezing people, who are all in varied states of inebriation, watching a ball drop from a building, signaling what is just as easily signaled by a wall mounted clock.
My New Year's resolution is to focus more on my work and cease bothering with stuck up women who expect men to spend ludicrous wads of cash in order to provide them with some semblance of the dating ritual, and thus keeping them one step ahead of a hooker, in their own mind.
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