that, since I don’t drink, makes me enjoy the thought of waking up at four ayem and lighting off BIG fireworks in my neighborhood. After all, the neighbors were all drinking it up and having a good time last night with the boomers, keeping MY ass awake.

But I won’t. I’m happy the feel they can celebrate, and I’m happy that they do. And one night a year the dog going nuts isn’t that big a deal.

Still, the idea of letting the neighbors have a little of their own while in the throes of a serious hangover does make me grin.