So we're in 2008 now.

My new year was pretty decent, Scandinavian bikini clad damsels dancing. One of them had the belly of Achilles with six packs, and complementing that was the 4 month pregnant madam. But thats the law of averages.

Getting caught in a traffic jam at 3 in the morning tells us that we have truly transformed into a neo-urban (ok i invented that up, both mean almost the same thing) city, though I don't know if thats such a great thing.

The year concluded with some great news. Lets see if it continues.