Not Your Father's Boystown

I went out for dinner last night, about 9.  I had some really good Thai at a place called Taste of Asia.  Really good food.  After, I'm walking down Broadway, thinking I might stop in at one of the local bars to have a couple of drinks.  I hadn't been out on NYE for decades, so I figured I'd just have a couple of beers and do some people-watching.

It was a much younger crowd.  Like, the bulk of the people out were the age I was when I first lived there 25 years ago.  It was depressing.

I know there are older people in my neighborhood.  I guess they were all staying in or had plans at the more expensive hotels and clubs and such.  People who planned in advance.  People who had other people to spend the evening with.

So.  Even on the last day of the year, I'm not quite in synch with the rest of the crowd.

Please, God.  Let 2011 be a step in the right direction.