All right, it’s New Year’s Eve, it’s time to get out of here and go try to find the intestinal fortitude to party. We never understood why people complain about New Year’s Eve. People always talk about the “pressure” to have a good time. For 364 days a year, we feel “pressure” to keep a job, to pay our rent, to live a good life, to keep our heads above water. One day a year, we feel “pressure” to have fun, and people act like it’s the hardest thing in the world. Go have fun! Life’s short. We’ll be back Wednesday, after the bowl games, after the Knicks game, after all of it. Be safe out there.
Yeah, we’re not going here.