Most people celebrate (and wish for) a happy new year. I wish for nothing more than being allowed to sleep at night.
At 10 p.m., my cell. phone beeped with new year's wishes from my former bowling teammmate in the Noog. I hadn't gone to bed yet, so I was okay with that.
Shortly after I went to bed, some yahoo walked along the street, banging something metal. "He's an hour early," I observed.
I had nearly fallen asleep when my cell. phone started beeping. It was my buddy Robomarkov texting me a happy new year, dead on midnight.
I had nearly fallen asleep again when my phone beeped again. The unidentified person said s/he "probably wouldn't make it to midnight" so was sending out his/her happy wishes then. I was curious about that (and, alas, awake enough to figure the person was on the west coast), so I looked in the phone book in the morning and learned my newest buddy has a San Francisco area code.
Do I know anyone in San Francisco?
Happy New year :)
ReplyDeleteI commisserate. We were woken late in the new years night by some twit hitting our neighbor's car with theirs. It was rather spectacular in it's smashfullness...
There is such thing as a silent mode.
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