> Well, seeing as I will be in church the next day (and I
> don't drink alcohol anyway), I will be a good boy, probably
> watch some New Year's thing on tv and then hang out for a
> while with friends. See my column in Friday's CV (The Wax
> Museum) for further plans.
>
I have to work on New Years Day. So, on Dec. 31rst, I will
be making my best girl our traditional dinner of Lobster
Ravioli and canolis. I will then take a nap, try listening to
Shadoe and Sam, then wake up at 1130AM to alternatly watch
Dick Clark and Regis. At midnight, my best girl will take
this old colonial bell and ring it outside on the front porch.
I will go to the rear porch and start screaming my lungs out
for no reason whatsoever. (The scream is a type of McCauley
Caulkin catterwall from Home Alone when he puts the after shave
on). We will then have a bottle of champagne, I will put a sugar
cube in my drink which my best girl will sneer at. I will then
drink the stuff, go to bed to await the alarm for work and
descend into a post Christmas holiday depression that can only
be cured by the arrival of the Super Bowl. (Even a Geena Davis
footrub can't cure the holiday blues.) I will not be eating
wings nor crying in the corner but I'm coming pretty darn
close.
So, that's all the info you'll ever want to know about my
New Years.
Yonkstur
P.S. By the way, Wegmans has reduced the price of "A Radio
Story" by 20% in its stores. That can only add much joy to
my New Year.