A mentionable moment from our NYE dinner in Blackhawk. It's after 8:00pm, and everybody at the table has been drinking heavily since 5:00pm. Infact, they're still drinking heavily and continue to do so for several more hours.
Her: In the year 2045, I'm going to be eighty years old!
Everybody: Wow... (applause)
Her: Yes, yes it's true. And I want you all to come to my Birthday Party!
Man: Your eightieth Birthday Party?
Her: Yes! You're all invited.
Saturday, January 01, 2005
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