I was watching TV at a friend’s place when the ball in New York Square was dropping. (Technically, I was watching it an hour later during a not-so-live TV presentation, but you get the idea.) Five seconds before it landed, my friend yelled out that everyone should lift their left leg, so we all stood stork-like in his living room, counting down until it became 2008.
A new year was upon us, at which point he explained that everyone had started the year off on the right foot. I hope you all did the same. Except maybe without looking like a bird holding a glass of sparkling apple cider.
