BEFORE WE LEFT FOR THE BEACH, MAMAN REMINDED ME SHE DIDN'T RAISE US TO BE 'HEATHENS AND HOOLIGANS'. WE'VE PUT THAT NOTION TO THE TEST THIS LAST WEEK OF HOLIDAY INTERLUDE. ON THE EVE OF THE NOUVELLE ANNEE, WE LIT FIREWORKS ON THE SAND, DANCED OUR TOOTSIES OFF, HOOTIN' AND HOLLERIN'. IF LAST NIGHT'S FESTIVITIES WERE ANY INDICATION OF THE COMING YEAR, THIS 2012 IS TO BE A RUTHLESS CRIPPLER.
