Hmmm. Apparently, I'm in one piece after last night. Heh. Good show, they V-Roys were. Good show.
I tried to con Michael "Big Sexy" Grider into going, but he chickened out as his wife laid down the law and said they weren't going anywhere. Bawk, bawk, bawk, chicken.
Instead, I settled for Benedict Mayoral-Shark over on the city's side of the Deathstar. Heh. Actually, we just ran into each other.
But enough about me. How was your night?
Anyhoo, I didn't think 2011 was that bad of a year, all things considered. But, I hope 2012 - barring the morons who actually think the world will end - will be better.
Anyway, Happy New Year, people!