New Year's Eve

Methinks if you tried that, you'd be pulling back a stub.

 

buckweaver has to try not to think about baseball.

 

"Sex....1....Sex....2....Sex....3.....SHOELESS JOE! VORP! BALL FOUR!"

 

Impossible. He ALWAYS thinks about baseball.

 

i had 2 double scotches (dewars) last night at vetra (bar in nyc). gave me a good little buzz.

i'd love to have some balvenie again.

oh, even though i'm on vacation, i'm working because our strict no-fucking-around deadline goes into effect, and i'm loyal to my editor and want to make sure we hit it the first night.

 

If I get off of work before 8, I'm going to Knoxville to party it up with a friend.

If I get off of work after 8, I'm sequestering myself in my apartment, drinking a lot and watching Dick Clark while promising my cat that I won't leave him alone for five straight days ever again, like I have been doing the past two days.

Oh the exciting life I lead.

 

Tell Joe Pa Drip says "Don't come back East without the roses!!!!"
And speaking of New Year's, I normally tape New Year's Rockin Eve. But the thought of seeing Dick Clark again, and I know he's been ill, makes me not want to do it this year. I also didn't like the smug look the other hosts were making while he was trying to talk. I thought it was disrespectful to a TV legend.
I love Dick Clark.

 

That made me laugh very hard.

 

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

 

Anyone have any funny New Year's Eve stories? I wish I did, but I don't, not really.

About the funniest thing I can think of a couple of years ago, when my girlfriend at the time hosted a party. In attendance was my girlfriend's sister-in-law, who can be described as cut from the same cloth as Sarah Palin, only fat. She and I had a healthy mutual dislike.

Well, she got shitfaced and puked all over the place, including in the middle of the living room floor, while all attendees looked on. She was a raging, self-righteous Christian hypocrite, so that made her getting puke-drunk particularly amusing. It was quite the technicolor yawn, thanks to all the spinach dip and baby carrots on hand. Not all that funny, I guess, but a fond memory from that time.

 

I have a story. Not sure if I'll share it, but it involves 2 a.m., I-5 in Seattle, a bottle of sparkling cider, diarrhea, a guard rail and a snowball.

 

He and Lindsay Lohan might be the only two people who find Samantha Ronson attractive.