Happiest of New Year's to you, Mr. B. Though yours sound a WHOLE lot more exciting than mine. Though again, getting schnockered, then punched in the kisser by every stranger I meet sounds like a real hum-dinger of a way to bring in the New 365. You're a tougher man than I. (Then again, so is my sister). Hope you have a grand night, and the New Year follows suite like a nasty hangover after 27 Hennessy's.

PS. Always pick the leather, makes you look much cooler than the puffy, Michelin Man coat.