Waaaaaayyyyy too tired to even think about ringing in the New Year. Went to bed at 9:00 p.m. Cleaning up after Mother Nature's little temper fit is kicking my and Van's butts.
After Saturday night's preNewYear's barn fire, ethanol testing and pig jig, I couldn't even look at another glass of anything but cold milk. Saw the ball drop but I think one of my plugs was fouled.