New years has to be the most anticlamatic holiday. There is all this planning, pondering, celebration and anticipation to what? We whatch a stupid ball drop and then it's over. Yippee Skippee there is a new day. It's a new year. We are grasping our future! This isn't the future! Where are the flying cars? We don't even have weather control!
Yeah...I never have gotten the ball thing. And I remember reading a journal entry a while ago on a humorous vein, something along the lines of, "the government LIES. It's the 21st century. Where's my flying car?"