Chapter 100

           NewYear’sEvewasanotherbadnightformetogetthrough.MyparentshadalwaysdelightedinNewYear’sEve,listeningtoitapproachontheradio,citybycity,untilitarrivedinLosAngeles.Thefirecrackerswentoffandthewhistlesandhornsblewandtheamateurdrunksvomitedandhusbandsflirtedwithothermen’swivesandthewivesflirtedwithwhoevertheycould.Everybodykissedandplayedgrab-assinthebathroomsandclosetsandsometimesopenly,especiallyatmidnight,andtherewereterriblefamilyargumentsthenextdaynottomentiontheTournamentofRosesParadeandtheRoseBowlgame.

           SaraarrivedearlyNewYear’sEve.ShegotexcitedaboutthingslikeMagicMountain,outerspacemovies,StarTrek,andovercertainrockbands,creamedspinach,andpurefood,butshehadbetterbasiccommonsensethananywomanIhadevermet.

           Perhapsonlyoneother,JoannaDover,couldmatchhergoodsenseandkindspirit.Sarawasbetterlookingandmuchmorefaithfulthananyofmyothercurrentwomen,sothisnewyearwasnotgoingtobesobadafterall.

           Ihadjustbeenwisheda"HappyNewYear"byalocalidiotnewsbroadcasteront.v.Idislikedbeingwisheda"HappyNewYear"bysomestranger.HowdidheknowwhoIwas?Imightbeamanwitha5-year-oldchildwiredtotheceilingandgagged,hangingbyheranklesasIslowlyslicedhertopieces.

           SaraandIhadbeguntocelebrateanddrinkbutitwasdifficulttogetdrunkwhenhalftheworldwasstrainingtogetdrunkalongwithyou.

           "Well,"IsaidtoSara,"itain’tbeenabadyear.

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