Ahhhh…the most famous drinking day of the year. You’ve gotta love a holiday synonymous with champagne and cab rides home. It’s also synonymous with DUI checkpoints, so if you plan on drinking and driving tonight -- avoid the Taco Bell drive-thru. Cops hang out there just to bust people, it’s like shooting drunken fish in a barrel.

I wanted to start the year with some resolutions, and according to Google, here are the most popular.

Save money, Get fit, Drink less alcohol, Spend more time with family, Volunteer to help others.

I’m 0 for 5 on those. None of them appeal to me whatsoever -- not even remotely, distantly, slightly, directly or any other word that ends with “ly." I’m going start 2010 with the best resolution of all, one I know I won’t break. My resolution is not to have any resolutions.

Tonight when the clock strikes twelve and everyone is all misty and singing Old Ang-whatever-in-the-hell-the-name-of-that-song-is I won’t be sad and depressed.  I’m grateful for New Year’s Eve 2010, because a new year is like staring a new relationship that’s full of possibilities. I’m in the infatuation stage with 2010 and I think this could be the one. The year where everything falls into place (unlike the last few loser years I was involved with.) This evening I’m gonna kiss 2009 nighty-night, and wake up tomorrow morning in bed with hunky 2010.

That’s why I’m grateful for New Year’s Eve 2010.