The boys are here and enjoying themselves - Dave and James here shown chilling out during a game of pool at Southpaw in Brooklyn, while live music pounded out from the stage, beer flowed from the bar, and I pulled off pool shots the like of which have not been seen before or since. Unfortunately everyone was looking the other way at the time.
It is New Year's Eve!
So far during their visit I've had the pleasure of accompanying the lads around town; ushering them into Manhattan across the Brooklyn Bridge, riding the Staten Island Ferry, jumping queue after queue at the Empire State Building (I'm sorry to say, horde of tourists which hath descended 'pon New York, that if you don't know that there are side doors to the ESB and you choose to queue at the front door; New York can be a jungle and it's impedance of the thickest), eating possibly the best burgers in the city, the famed Junior's cheesecake boasted to be the best in the world, hacking our way through Macy's (God knows why - sorry chaps), drinking beer and martinis and sake and munching street dogs and gherkins and Vietnamese food and walking through the city with mixed expressions of awe and mirth and confusion and laughter...
We're having a good time.
Have a great New Year's Eve, one and all.
This is the end of 2004 - it's not been bad at all, has it?
Lest auld acquaintance be forgot, lang may yer lum reek, Happy New Year, get the fuck out the old, ring in the new...and other such sayings associated with the changing of the number of the year.
It's becoming traditional, what with this being the third NYE that the Autoblography has been knocking around for, for me to suggest that you, nay, urge you to party.
Party.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!
Get out there and make some trouble!
Happy NY ;-)
I partied.
I suffered.
Happy New Year.
Happy New Year to you both :-0))
oy. I did the same. I had 45 minutes sleep and worked with boiling liquids for 8 hours on new years day.. I don't advise it.
Sound advice. Happy New Year!