“The world is quiet, it’s New Years Day…”

Just back, after spending half the night crashed on Anna’s couch, having consumed a good amount of both whiskey and champagne down by the Thames at midnight on a beautifully cold and clear night. Walking home on a morning that seems (in my not quite sober state) bright with fantastic promise, 2002 begins, and I feel like I could take on the world. A good way to start the New Year. A toast then:

“Let those that love us, love us, and those that do not, let god turn their hearts. And if he cannot turn their hearts, let him turn their ankles, so we may know them by their limp.”

Wish I could remember where I got that from.

A happy and prosperous New Year to all of us.