New Year's after 12:00 am

Another year.







Where's my hug?





The only way to bring in the new year...





DANCE!



and maybe with a drink.



or two, or three, or four...









yep, that's food going into an eye.



funny stuff.



until someone can explain to me what the heck is the foreground, I will forever be convinced that it is balls. it made me laugh, and bickle thinks it's funny too. see, she's laughing.



I probably didn't need this one. maybe.
And finally,
I leave you with a series of three pictures from the infamous attempt at a panorama shot, minus about six of the ceiling...







priceless.