How the Brave New World Arrives

Ringing in the new year for me involved geekdom (see right), a bottle of corked champagne, and... um... let's just say the Dropping of the Ball. Good times. Not the worst NYE on record, not by a long shot, but a pretty mellow one. Kind of how I like it though -- the roads of this town often look like the Zombie Apocalpse at about 2am on NYD. Staggering half-wits wandering out into the streets. Now mind you, we're talking 'Night of the Living Dead' zombies and not '28 Days Later' zombies.