Have a glass of bourbon at 9 pm, go to bed. Follow me for more middle aged life tips.
9pm, that’s like bed time!
A brilliant way to celebrate the biggest non-event of the year.
I mean all holidays are non-events. They are just days we assigned decorations, food, and customs to.
Yeah but this one seems especially frivolous to some, myself included. The most significant measurement on a calendar incremented by one. Not a huge deal to me. I’m happy to have a good time, but Christmas just happened and I’m still tired from that. New Years Eve is a young person’s holiday.
Throw a big partygo to someone else’s big party.One of the perks of aging is not caring about shit like this anymore. Tomorrow, I’ll wake up fully rested and able to take advantage of my day off by doing absolutely nothing. It’s more pleasurable when you’re awake to enjoy it.
One year I went to New York City for new year’s. We quickly figured out that trying to get into Times Square would be miserable, so we found a little bar with some live jazz. One of my favorite NYEs ever.
I’ve heard that once you’re in Times Square, there’s no way to get out until after midnight, and no bathrooms, so people wear adult diapers. Like what in the actual fuck? How is watching Ryan Seacrest or whoever the fuck blather into a camera while a ball slowly drops down a rod worth standing in dirty diapers for six hours?
There’s no reason to go to Times Square on a normal day, let alone today.
It’s neat to see for the first time. I was somewhat amazed that people built all of that. But I was ready to leave by the time we got about a block from the square. I don’t think we ever actually made it to the center, as I had seen enough. I won’t go back.
Have you ever seen how quickly a crowd parts when someone holds up a shit covered hand?
Watch a GG Allin video to see how quick people move when facing someone with shit in their hand.
We used to watch the ball drop but it’s gotten old over time. So we decided to make it a big movie night. Make some food, have some drinks and enjoy the evening with family.
When I was a kid, we would watch it every year. No one ever told me that we were watching with a 3 hour delay on the West Coast and everyone “celebrating” in the video had gone home three hours earlier. It made New Year’s feel like a big ass lie. Put two and two together on my own though when I was about 23.
Alternatively: work as usual, stay home, go to bed by 10PM. Never turn on a TV or livestream related to the day. Also remind yourself that the year should start on April 1st.
insert meme of guy sitting at computer, fireworks going off out the window, guy looking disgruntled and closing the blinds
oh shit fireworks. forgot about that.
How do you have a picture of me?
Why April?
Romans started the year in March, this is why the names of September (7), October (8), November (9), and December (10) don’t make sense in our calendar.
Who goes to a busy location for NYE? It’s the classic night for a house party!
There are lots of people at busy locations on NYE. That’s why they’re busy.
Just do whatever the fuck you please. It’s that simple!
I never experienced this. NYE is either family, house parties or raves where you mostly bring your own alcohol (and other things).
Alternatively spend New Year’s Eve with friends in vrchat, drinking beer from your fridge, and having your bed only 20 feet away in the next room
I’m married and New Year’s Eve is our Anniversary. I do not think we have ever gone out to celebrate 3 times over 38 years. Because it ain’t worth it. Better to stay home and enjoy the rib eye steaks or wild game supper that I make for us at home. Add a glass or two of wine, and it’s perfect.
Plus the next morning, I don’t need to remember how I got home-- IF I got home-- or how to use socks and underwear.
Bars might be fun for the young, but only the young.
Oh man, I loved the Nye when I did a startup with a partner I hated, she went home to her parents and I stayed at the place we were living, while I was nocturnal.
Last thing I did before going to bed on the morning was go to the supermarket, buy sausage, bacon, bagels, cheese, rum (capt Morgan and Malibu), kahlua, cream and pineapple juice.
I went to sleep at like 8am. I woke up at 7pm and just watched the big Lebowski, posted on 420 Chan, smoked weed, drank white Cubans and piña coladas, ate sausage and bacon bagels.
On a loop. 16 hours straight.
I’m going to be watching the ball drop from 1999 and drinking some champagne
I just went over to a friend’s house and had a high quality one-on-one hangout all night. It was actually great.
Next morning struggle to remember how pants work.
