I don't do New Year's Resolutions. In fact, I don't do anything "new year." A night owl by nature (I rarely go to bed before midnight), Dec. 31 is the one day of the year I tend to sign off early. I can't tell you the last time I watched the ball drop over Times Square, but I'm sure it was in the mid-1980s.
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