2011 is almost done. Saturday night is New Year’s Eve, and Jenny and I plan to party in Dallas with the Stars and maybe check out the NYE bash at Victory Park. Let’s bust out some NYE haiku, shall we?

‘Twas ten years ago
Jenny gave me Stars tickets
And look at us now!

(The second time Jenny and I ever hung out solo, it was at a Stars game on New Year’s Eve 2001)

Put this year to bed
Tsunami, Congress, war and loss
Time for a clean slate

Where’s the champagne room?
Got a hot date, off the clock
Time for fireworks

The older we get
The less partying we do
Who’s this Seacrest guy?

Your turn.