Did you get wild and crazy? Did you go to a big event, or stay home with Dick Clark, or spend the evening with a few friends? Did you sleep through the entire thing? Or are you currently bunked out in the wilderness somewhere, waiting until its safe to come out?

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

Answers

I spent all day (and night) watching the "New Year's Around The World" thing that was on Channel 10. We only left the house to go buy a new chair for me at OfficeMax and cat food for the kitties.

It was VERY anti-climatic. I wanted to see some sort of EOTW crisis or at the very least a Y2K blackout, but everything ran smoothly in all the countries.

Unless there's lots of stuff the news hasn't caught wind of yet. Which very well may be the case. (=

I kissed my husband at midnight, worked on a new design for my journal, got frustrated with said design, gave up and went to bed around 3:00am.

Happy New Year!

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

What she said, except for the Office Max part. We had fireworks with the neighbors and shared a champagne toast with them and got to bed about 2. My new digital camera did well. I was taping PBS and watching Peter Jennings wilt on channel 10.

Nice evening.

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I worked, as I have been working straight through the holidays this (last) year, in a Neonatal ICU. Was giving a blood transfusion to a low brith weight newborn at the stroke of midnight. A very sad night actually...

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I spent the day testing my cd-rewriter and downloading They Might Be Giants mp3's. The evening was spent writing a crappy webpage. Midnight with champagne & cheese & parents, followed by listening to fireworks and watching smoke from same. And then uploading page and downloading more (and talking to Optic) until 3ish.

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I wore a little black velvet dress and a blue metallic wig, got just tipsy enough to not mind 20 people spilling vodka on our new hardwood floor, ate caviar and escargot, made lots of noise, and prayed our neighbors wouldn't disown us for all the streamers and burnt-out mortar shells in the empty lot next door.

I, too, was hoping that the neighborhood would come out to their porches to witness the new millennium, but we heard not a peep except from our own loud revelry.

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I started the evening with a B-52 shot. I then spent the rest of the evening watching movies,laughing outloud and sipping Sparkling Cider from our wedding toasting glasses with my husband.

Have we really been married that long?

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I spent New Year's on the couch in a fever-induced haze through dinner and woke up some time just after my mother-in-law left.

The fever had finally broken and the pressure in my lungs had finally lifted after three days of hell.

Acute bronchitis is no fun.

So while I was doped up on prescription strength Robitussin and couldn't have any champagne, I did manage to resurrect an old tradition of mine: ringing in the New Year by myself with Dick Clark's New Year's Rockin' Eve.

I used to babysit for two unholy terrors as a teen, every New Year's Eve. I'd countdown with Dick while gazing longingly out the windows at the party across the lawn where my parents and the parents of said terrors were busy getting sloshed and singing and shaking booty.

This year unfortunately, the ABC2000 celebration replaced good ole Dick with Peter Jennings. While Mr. Jennings is certainly a fine anchorman, I did not want NEWS on New Year's Eve.

I wanted Dick and a lot of rock music.

Instead, I got the same damn shots of cities around the world, including the one in my back yard and Times Square, with lots and lots o commercial and a freaking locak news break at 11pm interrupting the New Year's broadcast.

Lame. Very lame. I hope they bring back the music next year. The celebration on the Mall also looked incredibly tame. They had some cool speeches and stuff, but I'm just as glad I was sick and couldn't go. At least when it got boring, I could change the channel.

In the end though, I got to hear Dick countdown and see the ball drop and I rang in the new with Tiger curled up in my lap and a silly grin on my face, feeling human for the first time in days.

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

I usually stay inside and have kind of a "Bah Humbug" attitude towards New Years, but this year I surprised myself by deciding to go to a big party at church. It was great! Dinner, live music, dancing and when the hubbub got to be too much there was a big meditation room down the hall to retreat to.

As the New Year broke in various time zones across the country we would stop whatever we were doing and have a moment of silence for peace. It was exhilarating to get a feeling that the energy of this "thing" was like a wave moving across the world.

After I came home I waited up to see the 5AM newcast which consisted of Sam Donaldson reporting there was nothing newsworthy to report. No terrorism, no planes dropping out of the sky and only 14 arrests in Times Square.

I went to sleep feeling very relieved and happy. Good job, planet!

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

i was supposed to get wild and crazy with some friends at the university of maryland, but instead i spent the evening sacked out on the couch in my parents' company, alternating vomiting and complaining that my head was being stomped on by the backfield of the baltimore football team. incidentally, the attendees at the party i was supposed to go to were not wild and crazy at all, but instead played goldeneye all night. i would have made it wild and crazy, at least.

we watched movies, me and my parents. life is beautiful and wild wild west. and i went to bed at 12:02. the flu stinks.

but at least nothing exploded.

-- Anonymous, January 01, 2000

the wife and i, in denver, fairly cool weather, we watched new years come in around the globe while consuming munchies-----we were laid back yunno - no big thing been there,did that. we are each at mid-seventy so we have partied them in for many years. we are at the age that one of the main facets of the evening is, "by golly we have made another year." just before midnight i uncorked a bottle of champagne, we put on sweaters, stepped out on the patio and sipped champagne and listened to what little noise came around. and remembered new year eve celebrations from long ago when fireworks,sky rockets, roman candles, big loud firecrackers and every factory and plant that had boilers and whistles set them going. last night was sort of calm, but we earned it. we cooled off and came in, hung out for the west coast celebration, and sleepily trudged to bed. but we had fun.

-- Anonymous, January 02, 2000

Very Quietly. Watched some of the MTV New Year thing and was in bed by 10:30pm.

-- Anonymous, January 02, 2000

I went to Chicago with a bunch of girlfriends. We were on the El at about 11:30, trying to get downtown to Navy Pier before midnight, when they announced they'd be stopping the trains at 11:50 for "safety reasons." We really really didn't think we could make it to our stop and then down to the Pier by midnight, so we had a few tense moments of trying to decide what to do. We figured that if it was shut down before our stop, we would just stay on the train and commence some rioting, singing and screaming of our own. Being trapped in a smelly underground hole would at least be a memorable way to spend the turning of the millenium. But as luck would have it, just at 11:49 we got to our stop, and B (the most excited of the girls) started running like hell towards the Pier. We ran and ran, and although I am horribly out of shape and was wearing heavy, flat- footed boots, I had to keep running so as not to lose my friends in the crowds. We were dashing down the street at midnight, I think, but we got to Navy Pier a few minutes afterwards and there were still plenty of fireworks and people left. We watched, and kissed and hugged and stood in a circle holding hands. Erin had the idea that we should all touch someone else's bellybutton at the stroke of midnight, but since we were running it was never realized (good, I say). Then the fireworks were over and there was a mass exodus away from the pier, and all the people were screaming and smiling and telling everyone "Happy New Year!" It was very friendly. As we walked under a bridge, there was a loud noise and we thought it could possibly be a bomb (we were prepared for some bombs and/or looting and were actually a little disappointed in the overall calmness of the evening. Well, not really. I'm sure bombs and looting would be pretty awful)...then we went to a swanky party where almost everyone was older than us and played kind of lame music. But they had really good munchies and champagne, and a person (girl or boy? we couldn't figure it out) showed up who looked and pouted sullenly just like Marilyn Manson, and we were very entertained. Then we went home on the train, (after running around and screaming outside some more) and Megan and B made friends with people on the very crowded (but free!) train...then we crashed on the sofas at B's house. And it didn't cost a cent except for gas money to get down there, and the McDonald's coffee we had in the morning to get us awake. It was a great night in all, but I'm pretty sore from running in those boots.

-- Anonymous, January 02, 2000

I left around 9:30pm to head to York, PA (1.5 hours away from me, or just 1 depending on who is driving and what route they take) to a club called "Zodiac"

They counted down from twenty, and when the clock hit midnight, I still wasn't in the mood to dance.

About two, though, I got into it and raved my heart out until 6am, at which time I drove the 1.25 hours home and slept until 6pm.

-- Anonymous, January 02, 2000

Ha ha ha, wild and crazy... my hjusband didn't feel well, so he went to bed at around 10:30. My cat and I stayed on the couch sipping wine and watching the New Years Around the World on TV. Boston (which is about 7 miles from here) set off lots of fireworks at midnight, and the cat ran and hid behind the couch. It was most anticlimactic. I mean, I'm glad nobody got hurt or anything, but after all the hype, a little end-of-the-world mayhem would have been interesting. And I bet all the people who spent thousands of dollars building bomb shelters and hoarding food felt pretty sheepish at about 12:04 am New Ye

-- Anonymous, January 03, 2000

We had dinner with our 13 year old godson and his parents. It's his birthday on 12-31 and he got a bunch of vintage-type stuff like the lamp with a hula girl on it that we gave him. He's cool, for a child.

Then we drove to a party at some friends', that we attend every year. This year they moved to a new fancier house so there was more room to spread out. I had a couple of martinis but didn't feel drunk. People mostly drank and stood around talking. You couldn't hear music and nobody was dancing. There were too many kids there even if they did mostly stay downstairs. We didn't watch TV which I only regret because I was told the fireworks in Paris were great. We'd arranged to sleep over with friends who live nearby. Me and our hostess left at 3:00, our husbands walked home around 5:30.

Everybody staying over got up around 9:30 and the hostess insisted on making us all breakfast, then some people watched the Rose Bowl and some people did needlepoint and enjoyed the sunshine and played with dogs.

I was, as usual, regretful that we just went to a party instead of some big fancy event, but having had a big fight with my husband about this earlier in the week, the whole subject exhuasted me. Wait till next year.

-- Anonymous, January 03, 2000

Nothing exciting for me and Dave. I had to be into work at 8 freaking AM on Saturday so going out was out of the question. We watched tv, played games, cuddled the dogs and ate take out Italian. We kissed at midnight and watched some of the New Years around the World on TV.

We went to bed shortly afterwards. New Years Day was a lot more fun. I had to work till 2;30 PM. But I can't say I actually worked. I checked my stuff, played Gameboy, ate and talked with friends. Some guys were playing poker.

In the evening our friends came over and we had a good meal, some excellent margaritas, and good fun. We just had New Years Eve a day late.

Happy 2000!

-- Anonymous, January 03, 2000

I sat in a hot tub with my best friend, her husband, and the husband's best friend. We drank wine and listened to some end of the millennium Billboard countdown of country music. We counted down the 10 seconds to midnight and toasted champagne. No matter what you hear, I will deny it was my idea for everyone to get naked. Just remember, I had my suit on the longest of anyone. We had fun, and I wasn't too hungover the next day. Stayed up til 5 am, then slept til 2:30.

-- Anonymous, January 03, 2000

I watched a lot of TV all day long, especially on the hour and was particularly interested at 5 pm to see midnight in Egypt as that is where my youngest daughter, Holly, was. I watched TV, drank two wine coolers and was home alone, so I think her evening was slightly more exotic: "We watched the light show from the balcony of a friend's house and it was actually kind of a calm uneventful night, although we had a great view of the pyramids and the sphinx right there. The evening was just a bunch of us playing music, dancing, watching fireworks and wishing we had some champagne (Egypt is very dry country). The next day we went into the pyramid area and walked around and I got to ride on a camel :) "

-- Anonymous, January 04, 2000

Three of my favourite interminablely long telecast moments were:

1) Peter Jennings turning over to the y2hey centre in washington (small things, small things)

2) Barbara Walters in a very odd frilly frockette telling us we were now watching the Eiffel Tower, only for the camera to be focussed on the bright Orange texted Schmetterling tour bus blocking the view

3) One of the announcers, they all blend together, talking about Australians as being willing to have one more drink for the road. And the ditch besides the road, and the field and so on.

Our New YEars Eve? Spent drinking bad spumante with Jeff's Mum and Dad, at least the bit at midnight, which was about all my tastebuds could've coped with.

A.

-- Anonymous, January 04, 2000