Thursday, December 31, 2009

New Year's Eve

It's hard to believe it has been a decade since all that fuss over the dates programmed into computers made some think that society would collapse at Midnight. I never bought into that one...oh, I laid in a few token packages of toilet paper and bottled water, and we had enough canned goods just on general principles to live on for several months.

The two previous New Years we had spent with Addy, as Paul had passed away on December 30th of 1996. However, 1999 found her in the hospital, and she told us not to stay with her, but to go play. We had made no plans, so we picked up a bottle of champers and headed for the country. We drove until we found a spot of (relatively) high ground, from which we could see the lights of Round Rock and of several houses and farms, and waited to see if they would all go out.

We sat on the hood of Jim's old Custom Cruiser, drank champagne out of paper cups, and enjoyed the fireworks.

The computers didn't fail, the lights didn't go off, planes didn't fall out of the sky and Addy was fine at the hospital.

We started off into a decade of madness that we would never have believed on that calm New Year's Eve of 1999.


  1. Should old acquaintance be forgot,
    and never brought to mind
    Should old acquaintance be forgot,
    and old lang syne

    For auld lang syne, my dear,
    for auld lang syne,
    we'll take a cup of kindness yet,
    for auld lang syne.

  2. It is bizarre, huh? A whole new decade. I didn't worry about the Y2K thing either, I felt like we're still people and we would pull through it even if the worst happened. I did go to the nearby Albertson's grocery store that day just for a regular shopping trip. Among other things, I needed some laundry detergent. I went down the aisle and found it had been stripped "clean" (no pun intended)! A woman who looked a lot like me if I had been ten years older with frizzy graying hair and a few pounds heavier was standing there in overalls, staring at the empty shelves. She said really loudly: "What??? Do they all think we are going to be DIRTY too???" It was so funny, I have never forgotten it. I need to go to the store now for something. Maybe I'll see my future self again. ...t

  3. it was a madhouse!!!! If my future self was there I was scrambling for everything I could get my hands on and waiting in line for half an hour to pay for it! All I bought were seven simple items and the Huge Enormous Boss has decided to re-shuffle and rebuild the store right NOW. WTF? Maybe Sprouts is taking away too much of their business. With good reason. Why the F doesn't HEB have as many cashiers as they have registers for? Spouts is small, easy to maneuver, and closer to where I live too. Ciao, HEB.. challenge: write your own words describing your shopping experience using those initials! ...t

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  5. Ronni, I know you know I have HUGE issues with Pat Brown, I SWEAR I have no idea how to spam like that.

  6. I have issues with her, as well--I agree with her sometimes, but not all the time, by a long shot.

    The profile was created in November, but had had only the three views I gave it. It reveals nothing.

    I find it rather disturbing, as answering the email that came with the post didn't follow any rules, either.

    I sent her the link.

  7. Its even creepier than you think. Michelle McKee over at In Cold Blog traced the IP to Prince George County and a cell phone number used TO Pat Brown. So apparently she knows all about this and is looking for some sympathy without having any computer knowledge.

  8. It's going to be a great year, Ronni!

  9. Happy New Year Ronni! I'm Back again! sorry I have been out of touch. been busy. and your right it has been crazy years..dare I hope this year will be better?
    and yes, I posted finally!