I thank you for being with me this past year. Your input has relevance to my life and my work. You make me think. You make me laugh. Thank you.
Pete has gone to drive Ben home. Aubrey and Matt have gone to a party. I am not even really in shape to drive even this keyboard, between the dinner wine and the ..uh, cooking wine. Oh, then there's the huge bandage on my finger, which is throbbing nicely. That too.
So I'm going to put on comfy clothes and play Super Mario Galaxy with Orion. That, I can drive.
In the words of my beloved Sponge Bob Square Pants "You don't need a license to drive a sandwich."
Happy New Year!