The official VM girlfriend and I spent New Year’s Eve watching the first two Lord of the Rings flicks. No, seriously. She loves those movies, but I’d never seen them before, and after our disastrous attempt at watching all three Matrix flicks back in November on Showtime, we decided to make a New Year’s event out of it.
I did the reverse-tourist thing during the movies: while others watched the LOTR flicks and then went to New Zealand to see the sites, I watched the movies and pointed out likely locales for some of the scenes, from my travels in 2003. “If you can’t do it half-assed, do it ass-backwards.”
My buddy Tina, an Australian I met during that trip, sent me a nice holiday package the day before, which was a nice precursor to our geek-out evening.
At the end of the second movie, it was 11:55, so we clicked over to ABC for Regis Philbin’s fill-in on Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve. We drank bad champagne and toasted the New Year in private, a pleasant change from past years, which tended to involve a lot of drinking.
As ABC went to a commercial break, and Snoop Dogg gave a videotaped “Get Well Soon” message to Dick Clark, replete with cryptic gang symbols, I raised my glass to my love, and said, “Let these movies be the most drama we deal with in the new year.”
Be well, everybody. I’ll try to write more, and on more varied subjects, in the year ahead. That’s the only resolution you’re getting out of me this time around.