People smiled their asses off on Fountain Square

Last night, I went to the New Year's celebration on Fountain Square. And when I say it was tame, man, do I mean it was tame! I mean it like a dictionary! A big ol' Webster's!

But the TV networks have forfeited the privilege of me staying home to watch their garbledy-goop, because of their totalitarianism of the past couple years.

At least when I was on Fountain Square, I did detect the airy vapors of a certain herb. Also, before midnight, I saw 2 - count 'em, 2 - people who were in a festive enough mood that they bubbled.