new year 2007

nobody planned anything for new year this year. except for spanky. he went to scotland. most of us wanted a quiet one (we are getting old) and decided to stay local. gone are the days when we used new year as an instrument to up the averages - scoring 30 girls in an evening (albeit after four of your dodgy mates have also been there), meant that when eveything was tallied up at the end of the year, you had a base starting point of almost 3 birds a month right off the bat.

we would arrive at margate, or ballito, or southbroom on the morning of the 31st long-haired, free-spirited, and ready to drink and kiss anything under god's blazing sun. out would come the booze-packed cooler boxes. nirvana unplugged was shoved into the tape deck, boom box pumping. deck chairs on the verge. shirts off. drunken rugby in the road. down-downs. and funnels. and fives. boozed-up jirating in the tent. lots of smooching at midnight. some sand grinding in the early hours (if you were lucky). and a drunken ride home before the road blocks come out.

hmmm... anyway... that was then. this is errr... now. so we booked at flaming wok, or jim thompson's, or drift, or whatever it's called these days. it was super chilled. we had some awesome food. and a few beers. and then headed to the dancefloor just before new year. five. four. three. two. one. no final countdown. i was bummed. we sang old angsign (how the hell do you spell that?). then joined in the dancing train. had a few more beers. and then headed home.

and the last time that i drank alcohol. honestly. i have not touched a drop since. and that coupled with year end and being super over worked have made it a pretty hairy january. i didn't make any formal resolutions, but have vowed to become healthy, to work less, and to portray a more positive and happy image (after one of my mates called me melancohlic and advised me not to smoke dope as i was a prime candidate to get drug-induced psychosis or schizophrenia).

here are some pictures (those hats sure are terrible)...