Taking my monthly look-back.
We had a small New Year's Eve party for the neighbors that was kind of a flop. Two couples didn't show up because of sickness and no baby-sitter, but we still think it was because we had dropped out of bowling league with them.
Neighbor Pam had been drinking all day and gotten sick and gone home with Angelo and another couple, so just four of us left at midnight. Played bumper pool and watched TV.
At 3:15 AM, we went to breakfast at a local place. Quite a few drunks in there, but this was 1980 before all the DUI business, Today, there is absolutely NO WAY, I'd be drinking and go out for breakfast that late.
We ended up staying up until 6:30 AM. "Goodbye 70's. Welcome 80's."
Don't Do That "No" More. --RoadDog
Points to Ponder: Don't join dangerous cults. Practice safe sects.
Being an account of some things I'm interested in, what I'm doing, and reflections on my past, especially music.
Listen to this man. Seven years of college, you know. Trying to reason with 2020 and, now, 2022.
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