Regardless, this toooootally counts as fulfilling that resolution. I also went to the gym today and started a new book, so 2012 is looking pretty good so far! Now all I need to do is take my daily vitamins, floss and wash my face before bed. There are a few more resolutions, but a) those are the only ones I can really start today being that it is Sunday as well as a holiday, and b) I'm keeping the full list close to the vest so that I am not publicly shamed if and when I fail. As evidence, see the list of my 2009 goals. It went down in flames. You'll just have to keep on top of this blog to read about all the great things I have in store for 2012.
I kicked off 2012 last night at New Year's Eve at the Temple, which is self-described as "the craziest party in the Midwest" put on by 95.7 The Vibe. I'm typically not attracted to these types of douchey parties, but I won two free tickets on Twitter last week and recruited my open-minded friend Ruth to join me.
The first thing that made me go "hmm" was the fact that GPS showed the location as directly between Troost and the Paseo. Whatevs! Ruth ain't scared o' nobody! Not only is she in law enforcement, but she also is a black belt and carries pepper spray. In any case, we made it without incident.
So we walk in and see massive crowds of people. Imagine a huge building with a gigantic auditorium and lots of hallways leading to small, multi-purpose side rooms. Then turn off the lights and add 2,000 people waving glowsticks as they dance to crazy loud techno music. And the party? In every nook and cranny you could find. That was the Temple. Being more of a low-key, hang-out-with-friends-at-a-neighborhood-bar type person, I was a little overwhelmed.
"At least our tickets get us free drinks," I thought as I walked to a bar. Yeeeeah, about that... The drinks were free, but you're going to be drinking the cheapest booze they could get their hands on. Think Viaka. For $75 a pop, I expected better. I nursed my one drink the entire time as we watched a sea of drunk 25-year-olds dance to songs I've never heard. You would have thought this was the best night of the lives. I mean I'm not that much older!!! What the heck? This is fun? The six years that separated me from the median age in that room made me feel like a member of AARP.
The countdown to 2012 was the most uneventful I have ever witnessed. In the middle of spinning his club music, the DJ turned it down a little and said, "9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Happy New Year!" and then promptly turned the music back up. No confetti, no champagne, no party blowers, no "Auld Lang Syne." Strange indeed.
We stayed until about 1:00 and decided to call it a night. Not to look a gift horse in the mouth or anything because it was an interesting experience and the tickets were free, but I do not think we'll be returning in the future.
2 comments:
I am happy you are blogging again! Someone once told me you were concerned about these things so maybe you could write about them: pollution, cell phone radiation, pot holes, killer bees, rogue weather balloons and the "sunshine slowdown" on I-435. :)
Seriously, in 2012 we are going to a concert together. Just figure out which one...let's get crazy and maybe hit two even!
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