Goodbye 2008, welcome 2009!
Ringing in the New Year was more relaxed than I imagined. My friends and I decided to put aside the drunken craziness for a night of cooking, television and good old fashioned board games. One thing that stuck out was watching Dick Clark's New Years Eve show. I couldn't help but feel sad, seeing him in the condition he was in, slurring his words and definitely without the magically everlasting youth he seems to portray year-after-year. I didn't realize the guy had a heart attack that slightly crippled his speach. I admire his courage for still representing New Year's Eve, but I would've given him just as much admiration had he quietly passed his torch to Ryan Seacrest. What saddens me even more is that it also made me realize how old I am, and that Secrest is now going to be the voice of New Year's Eve. I'm nopt sure how I feel about that! I guess it's fitting considering Seacrest "idol"izes Dick Clark.
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