Like others I've had enough New Year's Eve escapades to satisfy my thirst for adventure til my days are done. I'll be at home and sober, and will not venture out unless I get a call for assistance, which is not likely.
I've had drunken bashes, most memorable is one where I played DJ for a group of friends who partied late into the night, fueled by good food, alcohol and a careful selection of tunes that climaxed with a furious fire-building. Memories of faces lit only by the flickering fireplace and "Easy Money
" thundering forth from my most powerful loudspeakers. Those who lasted to daybreak were served a hearty breakfast before going off to join the rest in slumber.
I've had more peaceful celebrations far from home, like a quiet evening at the American Colony Hotel in Jerusalem
, sipping whiskey and swapping stories with fellow ex-pats. Lots of top secret tales that night!
I've been on the job through the midnight hour many times, not even taking notice of the time. But one time, on December 31, 1999 I took special note as the clock ticked down, waiting to see if anything went wrong to the computers when the calendar rolled over to year 2000. Nothing notable happened, so I went home, slightly disappointed and greatly relieved.
Now it's just one more "dodge the drunks" night on my calendar.