We're in Williamsburg, having rung in the New Year with Michael W. and his lovely (and as Mike adds both long-suffering and sainted) wife and a couple of locals. I want to wish everyone who stops by a happy and healthy 2012. I'm not sure why most of you stop by, but I do appreciate it.
Sweet Daughter and Nancy R. waiting for midnight on New Year's Eve.
'You know in the bell curve of bad-assness you are on the far edge. Maybe not as far as female helicopter door gunners but you are closer to her that to the soccer moms...' - someone who wishes to remain anonymous