And on to another year..

Happy New Year to one and all!! I hope that everyone has recovered from last nights various forms of debauchary... I think I have.

Before I go on, I hope everyone has the best year of their life in the the year ahead. I mean it. you all deserve it. Even the french.

Anyway, last night didn't start off too exciting, as this whole holiday season has really been a bit of a bust. We were supposed to have a bunch of people over, but that never really occurred. I'd say it was due to lack of trying, and I might well be telling the truth.
Still, a friend came down, the g/f went to work, and so there were three men who proceeded to become intoxicated. Finally, at around 10 PM we started to get motivated, and decided to head into the heart of the city. We were going to check out drinker's/Lucy's as they were having a $75 all-you-can-drink fest, but the bouncer wouldn't let any more people in. So we proceeded to walk and search for a bar that had no line. Half a block away we encountered Brownie's and went inside. No line, no cover, it looked good. Half an hour, as we were still waiting for our first beers, we were becoming discouraged. We were about to turn away and head to another bar when - count 'em - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5! girls walked by with not a single male in tow. I pushed Luke and said, yeah we're heading that way. we followed the girls to the back of the overly crowded bar, and parked ourselves on the otherside of the table as Nate went to get drinks. We waited, Luke and I talked some random rubbish, then we got down to the drinking. and socializing.
I proceeded to piss one girl off almost immediatly - it's a talent - but we were soon having great conversation.
Now, I take my job as wingman very seriously, and seeing as how Luke was single, I had some work to do. run interference, keep the friends interested, keep the conversation moving, encourage alcohol consumption.
I was at the top of my game.
Eventually two of the girls left with other guys, but three were still hanging around. Oh, yeah, the g/f had caught up with me by then, but that didn't really effect anything, she knows how important a wingman's duty is.
Eventually, I managed to get them to come back to our house and hang out for a little while longer, where I proceeded to display my amazing Boggle skillz.

Boggle is the greatest game ever. I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, but I want this fact on record.
BEST.
GAME.
EVER.

BOGGLE

So, Luke got a number, got a bit of a make-out session, and the night was a smashing success. Plus, I'm pretty sure had I been single, I would have had the company of one of the fine ladies. Good way to end/start a year, prove that once in a great while, I do in fact "have it".

If I ever had it in the first place.

and as a bonus, seeing as I had Guiness and Jemson all night, and nothing else (well, minus the added ingredients of a Carbomb), I have not really had a hang-over today, allowing me to enjoy my good luck Pork and Saurkraut.

For the record, the girls were Martha, Lisa, and Mary. I remember their names because I didn't hook-up with them.

Alright, just a run down of my excitement, feel free to share any fun had by any of you out there. I love to live vicariously.
Now, back to the couch for more comics, videogames, Shogun box set, and flatulence.

It's a good life.


**---** POST SCRIPT
How does some one not even living in this country win our fantasy football league? That's just sad. But congratulations, Damien!
(though I did win the other league *cough, cough*)