Oh yes, another year has gone by without any fornication. None whatsoever, not like a couple years ago when there was some 34.5 action (34.5 is half of 69). But you know what? I am OK with it. Which is not to say I wouldn’t jump at the chance of turning Anderson Cooper, but otherwise I am OK with being a born-again virgin again. And I could have gone the Moet & Chandon route this year, because I am somewhat more solvent than last year, but I couldn't be arsed. My $7, 1.5 liter of Pinot Grigio was perfectly acceptable.
