The carpet is intact, most of the food was eaten, a lot of the alcohol is gone, the last of the dishes are washing and the designated drivers left sober this morning (1 a.m.-ish). I'd say it was a successful NYE celebration.
It is ironic that the rain that is falling on this first day of a new year symbolizes washing away of the old and the two-handed ringing in of the new. The streets around here are making their own gravy in the rain as the fireworks wrappers, puke, booze, and bad memories of 2004 go rushing down the sewers.
To the people read my blog (both of them) I wish you a safe, prosperous, and fun new year.