Stalk of the Town--New Year's Eve Edition

Still hedging your bets about New Year's Eve? For what it's worth, here's what we're doing.

Seth and David S. are going to the Capitol Hill Arts Center for their "Greatest Show on Earth" party. Don't look for them upstairs--they will be downstairs with the burlesque dancers and the top indie prog-rock band of 2005, Awesome.

Matt is starting 2006 off right--with wallowing. Tomorrow morning he's having breakfast at the Kenwanda golf course to say goodbye to an old friend who's moving away forever. The rest of the weekend will be spent crying.

James isn't going out on New Year's Eve, but he has a cute excuse--his newborn daughter.

Susan's having an all-night poker game. Late night poker can be dangerous--but late night poker on New Year's Eve?? Let's just say that Susan isn't bringing her best jewelry.

Donte is going to afterparty on the lower level. Donte is the coolest blogger in history.

Courtney, on the other hand, is getting in touch with her inner grandparent by having a blind wine tasting party. Everyone shows up with a couple bottles of wine each in bags, and keeps them hidden all night while everyone samples -- at the end the bottles get unmasked "Pepsi challenge" style, and guests pick the ones we liked. And then, we hope, the people who brought the top two bottles must have sex.

Many of us will be selfishly drinking or puking or dancing on New Year's Eve, but Margaret is sharing her magnificent operatic voice with some strangers at a wedding on a boat.

Don will be high on New Year's Eve--29,000 feet high! That's right, he's flying from New York City to Seattle. And boy, will his arms be tired. But, seriously, cross-country travel is no laughing matter. Read Mark Twain's Roughing It if you want proof. Actually, that book is pretty funny. We've digressed, not for the first time this year. Anyway, Don hopes he'll be back in time for the ball drop he assumes Seattle has.