ah. it's finally 2004. my new year's resolution...to completely forget about 2003. i mean really, did anything even slightly exciting happen to me in 2004? oh. i did get a new car. and in return, will be in debt for the next five years. and folks...that may be all. a piece of metal that now owns my soul.

but anyways. last night. new year's eve. ah. many laughs due to the stupidity of others. this one guy on dick clark (no...i was not home watching dick clark...i...uh...read about it...yeah) was doing two, zero, zero, three with his fingers into the camara. too bad it is 2004, and he realized it halfway through his 3 seconds of fame. a shame really. his friends will probably never let him live that one down. and then there was lyle. ah. lyle. cable access lyle. i am shamefaced for him even while i write this. and what's even better, he is my dad's neighbor. all morning i have been sitting in the office, windows open, waiting for a glimpse of cable access lyle. no sign of him yet. he sang this awful version of some frank sinatra song, winking, swaying. but then. oh then. the song ended and he cocked his head back and kicked up one leg. need i say more? no.

happy new year! *cock my head bad and kick up one leg*