Tuesday, January 03, 2006
2005 was definitely a transition period for me: I moved from Washington to Chicago and back to New York and held three different jobs. And all this, shall we say, exploration, has been useful. I’ve found out a few of important things about myself.
- I’m in New York to stay
- I’m a labor economist, but don't want a PhD
- I'm no metrosexual (don't know where that one came from, I felt I needed three)
So after all this self-actualization, what does one do to ring in a New Year and bid farewell to one?
Some friends were in town and instead of going out on New Year’s Eve, I through a house party, cooked some food, and bought enough booze to choke a horse. And with the right friends, this is – as they say – a “
slam dunk.” (Dear God, did I just use a sports metaphor -hack). I would go into details about what a good time we had, but these pictures do a much better job than I ever could.
Relative civility as the guests arrive.
We all ring in the New Year with a group shot.
Things then get a little sloppy!
Things get a LOT sloppy.
OMG, it was an act of god that got us through that night alive.
