Happy New Year!! Yeah, right.

Since I'm posting this on January 2, you can pretty well guess that I'm not a big fan of New Year's celebrations.

I have never understood the whole New Year's celebration thing. Do we celebrate the start of a new day? How about the start of a new week? Maybe the start of a new month? No, but every December 31, the world (or that part of it that we see on the news) goes a little crazy.

In Britain, there is apparently more than a little problem with alcohol abuse. There was a great picture of a girl with a short skirt and long legs face down in the snow. So maybe it is not all bad.

In France, the local vandals in large cities burn cars to celebrate the New Year. The French increased the number of police on duty but still had 1137 cars set afire. Of these are the same folks who sat and watched the Germans march into Paris.

In the United States we welcome the new year by watching an apple drop in New York, a peach drop in Atlanta, an acorn drop in Raleigh, and a possum drop in Casville. We also do more than our share for the alcohol business. As a non-drinker, I am fascinated by the whole concept of getting shit-faced drunk, throwing up, passing out, getting up the next day sick as a dog, and then telling everyone what a great time you had.

Gotta go!!! The Random Moments of Lunacy Bowl is coming on in a few minutes. I have already missed the pre-game parade.