I'm waking up with bloodshot eyes and a hoarse voice, just so I can say, "Happy New Year!" to anyone who stumbles across this. Every year, I decide that I'm going to have a low-key New Year's at home with my favorite people and every year, at the least minute, I decide we should all go out to celebrate. I guess I'm just not ready to admit that I'm starting to get to the age where low-key celebration are a lot easier to recover from!

Anyway, it's 2024! I hope it's a good one!