Happy New Year

2011 is going to be a very good year. We just had alot of fun dancing to jazz, stripping almost naked, running around with underwear on our heads. Sparklers. And the limbo.

We went out on to the deck and someone fired a mortar firework in our backyard; the sky lit with blues, reds and the trace of the shell in gold.

Welcome to the year of our lord, two thousand eleven. Hang on for the ride. It's going to be fun.