New Years Eve was a wash

After debating all week over what to do for New Years Eve this year, the wife and I finally decided to take a trip down to Harrisburg. The festivities were said to be grand down at Strawberry Square. The plan was to hang out and see what happens, but the rain made for an early night. Fact was, we never even made it to the square. After our dinner at Red Lobster, we hooked up with carnealian and nittanybri for a drink or three. The beer was good and the conversation was even better. But, after the laughs and good times came to an untimely death, it was time to return home. An overnight stay was not planned and the weather was less than inviting.

As I sit here at home somewhat depressed about missing our event, I plan to take my frustrations out at midnight with some bottle rockets and ‘inchers’ left over from the 4th of July. What the hell, the kids aren’t here and the dog doesn’t care and the hell with the neighbors.