Back when I was adopted people knew how to celebrate the new year in a civilized manner. Dances at the Elks Cub–with a live orchestra, Women dressed elegantly. No Dick Clark. No Lady Gaga. No Fox.
I hate New Year’s Eve now. It reminds me of how lousy the year was; how I didn’t;get anything done. How sucky life is.
This could be turned around from the start with decent music on Day 1 (Or 31). Like Guy Lombardo:
May all of you have a non- (or at least ) less sucky 2014.
Let’s bury the adoption-religious-state complex!
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