December 31st, 2007


Happy New Year!

I'm getting out of here shortly and spending the evening and night at home. I've worked enough this year.

Mary reminded me that years ago, when we lived in Chicago, I was in the bathroom at midnight on New Year's Eve/Day, and the guy next door (who might or might not have been in the country legally) celebrated by coming out and firing his pistol into the air. At least, I'm sure that was his intent; as I recall, the bullet went into the sash of the window in my bathroom and lodged there.

So, Happy New Year, and try not to get shot while you're in the bathroom.