So long and thanks for all the fish.

Oh, 2012. I hope you will be sweet and kind and fascinating. You probably will be. We shall see.

This is my kind of New Years Eve Party: Sitting in a friend's basement, surrounded by four televisions, two laptops, one desktop computer, and three Playstation 3 systems. The smallest TV, in the center, is playing a Big Bang Theory marathon on TBS. We have French champagne and strawberries and chocolate and food and coffee, and I have painkillers.

I am pleased.