Happy New Year!

A month or so again, I got an e-mail from my old friend Mike, requesting my presence at his and his roomate’s New Year’s Party. We’d lost touch many years prior, and I was thrilled by the communication and happy for the chance to see them again. They, by the way, are the same people who co-created the name ‘Malnurtured Snay.

Steve owns a townhouse in Nottingham, which is a place name, as best as I can tell, in the same way that ‘Hunt Valley’ is a place name. One is for people who don’t want to say ‘White Marsh’, the other for people who, more understandably, don’t want to say ‘Cockeysville.’ In any case, wanting to avoid 695, I took backroads down: Dulaney Valley, cut over to Manor, out to Glen Arm, out to some other road, then Harford to Joppa. I got down around 10pm, had a Bud Light right in the door (good to know their taste in beer hasn’t changed), and met some old friends — Mike’s brother and my former coworker, Tim, among them — and made some new ones. Played some pool (I suck at it), got run over multiple times by three dogs all humping each other (all female, as I understood them to be).

Around midnight, some drunk girl pressed a paper cup of champagne into my hand, and then it was the New Year, accompanied by many drunk people cheering and stomping their feet. I stayed for a bit longer, but finally bid a fair adeu and tried to head home reversing the route I’d taken. Whoops. Made a wrong turn, and wound up taking three times as long as it should’ve. Got stuck behind two drunk drivers doing ten miles an hour on Dulaney Valley Road — the idiot in the white Mitsubishi nearly hit me (where Dulaney Valley jerks left to cross the Loch Raven) when he decided the right-hand left-turn lane wasn’t the one he should’ve been in. Where’s a cop where you need ’em? Well, five or six of them were at the Walgreens on Harford Road.

I don’t really have many resolutions this year (beyond the obvious), but one thing tonight has taught me is that I should make an effort to reconnect with the friends I’ve grown apart from. Steve got married! Holy shit!

In any case: Happy New Year! Auld Lang Syne!

11 thoughts on “Happy New Year!

  1. Happy New Year, Snay!!

    Now, the question is…did you get your midnight kiss from the drunk girl who served up the champagne???

  2. I made my son the designated driver so I didn’t have to worry. And we were only two miles from our house. And give more details about drunk girl.

  3. It’s always good to reconnect with friends … I wish I would’ve done a better job keeping in touch with some of my college buds.

  4. Belated Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year to you, too, Snay! I hope 2008 treats you well…

    Sorry I’ve not been around to ‘see’ you much lately. That’s my resolution. I’m gonna try to do better. TRY being the operative word. ;)

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