Having Watched The Ball Drop

Former plans for tonight were beset by my still recovering from surgery. I was planning to celebrate with Bill and Dany, but not feeling well enough for the trip (or the subsequent allergies) I opted to stay in Queens instead.

Kate's brother Andy arrived, and the five of us had a very nice evening. Right through Midnight.

Precisely the moment, watching the ball drop, that it sunk in that I live in New York. The people in Times Square yacking it up are less than four miles from here.

This is January First. I've moved to a new city, and this is as good a time as any to say that it actually feels like home. Outstanding.

I have no idea what this year is going to bring. I have an inkling or two, but certainly nothing I want to mention this early for fear of jinxing it... Never the less. Here we are.

Be well, folks. Happy New Year.