That’s right, it’s only two days until January twoth, or New Year’s Day (observed).
While we’re on the subject, can someone explain to me why people get excited about the ball dropping in Times Square? I can think of few things in our society that are so lame and yet still get so much press. It’s a electrified sphere. It drops a few feet, slowly, in a fashion that completely fails to create suspense. It’s a ball. It drops. In Prague at midnight you’d be dodging fireworks.
Meanwhile, to those who still follow that old-fashioned calendar, enjoy New Year’s Eve. I’ve got a good feeling about this next year. Something big is going to happen.