Hell, even as a tweenager we’d save up fireworks from the 4th of July and blast them off at midnight as the year advanced into the next. If you were a wild 14 year-old maybe you and your pals would sneak into mom and dad’s booze locker and grab a beer or two.
You’d get sick, but you’d be happy.
At 16 we’d score some weed, go to that crazy, wild rock party with no date but we’d sure look hard to find a hot chick to make out with as the clock struck midnight.
As seniors we’d search the entire high school for that special girl to take out to dinner and a movie for New Year’s. Hell, we might even take her to THE AMERICAN or JASPER’S if we could find the scratch. We’d always double, you know save money on gas and stuff. And by midnight we’d try and get to our pal’s house for some young sex baby – it was on.
What a night.
In our 20s it was the nightclub scene. The parties were citywide and packed. Every club had a special door cover, but damn, you got cheap booze, cheese and crap – even some champagne.
Every nightclub on the Plaza was jammed, as was Westport.
We even went out and bought that cool outfit just for that one night.
NEW YEAR’S EVE — IT WAS A BLAST.
When we hit our 30’s, well now there was that one special girl, maybe even your new or future wife. Every neighborhood had that house party and of course the wild office parties where the object of the game was to not get caught with that other girl.
However the world didn’t end and the computers were just fine, but a funny thing happened.
New Year’s Eve died.
Yep, the best holiday ever met its tragic end on Y2K and now the Plaza now has no nightclubs.
Oh sure, as the years have rolled by there were still those hotel parties with everyone you didn’t know and never wanted to meet in the first place. A few of the clubs had some action, but just a few. Traffic on the streets went from crazy to empty.
Even the cops were saving the DUI checkpoints for St. Patrick’s Day.
Now they call it Amateur Night.
Jasper’s is mostly a casual restaurant today – no more black tie action. And your friends can’t seem to get a baby sitter. The party at the country club is lame, and even teenage kids just go over a friends and play games online or watch TV.
Oh yeah, this year it’s on a Monday. Great.
And the Hyatt, which used to have 3,000 people at its party downtown the last few years cancelled the entire event.
OK, it’s not a Hyatt anymore, whatever.
Hey, I think they’re playing all three Godfather movies back to back to back on TCM and Anderson Cooper is gonna be in Times Square.
Happy New Year!!!!