All is Quiet

Even though I was on my way home from work I had to stop and think if I had ever seen the sunrise on New Years Day? Never. When you partake in the usual New Years Eve celebrations you are lucky if you see the mid day sun. Then you have kids and the late night parties come to an end. It has been five years since my last "real" New Years Eve bash. I was with my future wife (niether of us knew it then) the night was over, the bars had closed, and the partygoers spilled out onto the streets. We were desperately trying to hail a taxi home, along with the rest of town. After many failed attempts to procure transportation my bride to be took matters into her own hands. She stepped into the street in her three inch pumps and little black party dress and proceeded to stick her thumb out in the universal hitchhiker pose. Within moments a black Porshe stops beside her. The door swings open and a man asks if she wants a ride. She says yes and hops in, and then waves for me to get in too. I know it is not what the man has in mind, but he is a good sport and gives us a ride home anyway. That was some little black party dress.

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