The official Times Square livestream crashed at 11:59:50, presumably overwhelmed by all the viewers.
The version of Auld Lang Syne Mom picked out was screechy and failed to have a Scottish accent.
That one Scottish guy came through, as he has every year.
I try not to read prophetic symbolism into things, but this reads as “some rough patches (mostly poverty-related), but things will work out okay in the end”. I suppose that’s not so bad.
Happy New Year, everyone!
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#look the ball drop is nice but it’s not worth $1200/year #(the cost of TV service) #(though we could probably have managed to get it down to ~$900) #((and maybe if you specifically wanted it *just* for the New Years coverage)) #((and you went through a lot of buying-and-cancelling hassle)) #((you might be able to get it for $25)) #((but it would be a *lot* of hassle)) #New Years #oh look an original post #adventures in human capitalism #I should probably go to bed now #(I normally go to bed sometime between 12 and 12:30)
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