New Year’s Eve
You know, there’s just something about sitting in the lobby of an 85-year-old Hotel, surfing on a wireless connection, sipping 15-year-old Scotch, waiting for a Gala Dinner-Dance (which is also 85-years-old) to begin this New Year’s Eve, that makes me think that everything’s still all right with the world.
Go hug your honey. Go SIP some honey! Enjoy the last day of a VERY long year, celebrate new beginnings, and I’ll see you next year!
P. S. The more “honey” you “sip,” the better you’ll feel.
