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July 10, 2007

David: It's The Little Things That Getcha

That was the worst New Year’s Eve party I’d ever had the shame of throwing. We had champagne and balloons. There was a live band, too small to be called an orchestra, but in that general style. People were dancing. The caterers had four kinds of hors d’oeuvres.

And, of course, we had a huge clock, custom-built, spanning one wall, so we could count down the end of the century in grand, classical style. Being so busy with other party details, I didn’t even notice the problem until the band started belting out Auld Lang Syne a full hour early.

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