Enjoying a fantastic New Year’s Eve meal with friends.
Afterward, one of our crew took the phrase, “drinking you under the table” a bit too seriously.
We’ll hire a dog to burn down a hospital
Last-minute Christmas shopping is never a good idea, but I gotta say traffic wasn’t as much of a nightmare as I’d expected. That said, waiting in line behind an older gentleman complaining about his defective TV wasn’t met with a good deal of enjoyment by yours truly. His detailed notes littering the pages of the TV’s manual were almost enough to send me into a festive holiday rage. Alas, said rage exceeded my desire to take a picture of him, so you’ll have to make due with a picture of the relatively mild traffic getting out of the shopping plaza.