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This post serves notice that I do not know when or where I will post again. Maybe here. Maybe on another site. I have found that I need a new personal philosophy regarding private vs public and what can cross between the two.

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When thinking about past celebrations of the new year, most of them have left much to be desired. Anticipation and expectations are enemies to having a good time.

Last year was definitely one of my best new year's ever. I met up with two old friends in Florence, Italy, and we rang in the new year in an Italian restaurant surrounded by Italians who all must have been related to or best friends with the owner. They allowed us to join in on their private party in the basement, where we danced until 2am.

Another steller new year was the 1999 - 2000 shift. Interestingly, I was visiting the same two friends, this time in Austin, TX, and we enjoyed a night of dancing to swing/lounge versions of songs like Radiohead's Creep.

But this most recent new year's eve might have those two beat. Turning down several invitations and parties in order to stay in and do nothing, it was just me and a companion, wearing pajamas and drinking a champagne toast while watching Dick Clark's countdown, followed by the movie Airplane.