New Years

If there is one holiday that leaves me utterly empty, it is New Years. I get more excited when my odometer turns over to a big round number.

One of our acquaintances here in Tucson have told us about dinners for $95 where they serve you twenty-three well-lubricated courses of gourmet food. Apparently every restaurant is having some sort of party, all of them expensive.

I think it is a good time to have a normal Thursday and stay home.