It was a first, or at least the first as far as I can remember. Members of our small city conspired to host a magical few weeks of Winter…
“This is the best thing that’s ever happened in this town.”
“No — the best thing that ever happened in this town was a half-naked man in shiny pants getting dropped out of a box. That’s number one on the list; this is number two.”
“There’s no way it’ll be as good as last year.”
Last year’s New Year’s Eve countdown was a first. The city dropped a half-naked man in shiny pants out of a box. An instantly infamous joke, I declared it, “My favorite thing that has ever happened in Marietta.”
It’s New Year’s Day in Marietta and I have nothing to report.