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Happy New Year

No New Year's Celebration would be complete without hooking up with my old buds back in BFE. Rick, Jen, Carrie and Tim were an hour behind me in the celebration department so I was more than willing to show them how the New Year crept in on Organdy Avenue. The video below is a small suburban street nestled in a supposedly quiet neighborhood. Turn up the sound and listen to the cacophony of celebrations all around us. Sounds like Baghdad in '92. Anyway, Happy New Year Everybody. Whoopee!!

CELEBRATING IN BFE



Rick and Tim showing off their cool looking Hooter's from St. Pete T-shirts.  Nice touch guys, made me proud, you hear, real proud. 



CiJi with her ever-present smile, phone and booze. 



What the Hell is that you are drinking Carrie?  Looks like a mean morning coming up.  


Is Jen sipping the same stuff.  Ny the looks of their smiles they were well beyond hope long before midnight.


CELEBRATING IN ST. PETE



A couple of incendiaries that provided us with lots of noise all evening.  





This was constant for an hour after midnight here in a northern suburb of St. Petersburg.  It is a quiet street, except on New Year's.  Fun to hear and glad people down here stay up that late.  Anyway, except for Norah, 2011 sucked and I'm relishing the prospect for a clean fresh slate.

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  1. Happy Be-lated New Year to you too! You are correct: I did not remember much of the celebrating,but i did infact remember the horrible morning!

    I doubt we will be in the same time zone for future "News Years" any time soon? But as long as technology exist; We promise to annoy you every year!

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