Another New Year's Eve/Day, another round of valuable life lessons learned the hard way. This year's batch includes...

Never plan a New Year's Eve party in Oregon when the temperature drops below 32 and the streets are icy.

If you return $40 worth of NYE stuff three hours before midnight on the 31st, you're gonna get glared at no less than ten times by whatever clerk is working the customer service desk at Fred Meyers.

No good ever came of $4.50 bottles of Champagne.

Spending any amount of time at the Starbucks at Cedar Hills Crossing on New Years Day: bad idea.

Taking a shot of old chicken broth on a dare: not nearly as bad as taking a shot of Everclear on a dare. Not even close.

One minute in the microwave for spiced holiday wine means one minute. No more, no less.

Labels: 2008, holidays

According to this, I should start campaigning for Dennis Kucinich.

I don't whether to laugh, cry or hide under a pile of coats.

Labels: 2008, politics