Two Thousand Seven

We spent New Year's Eve in Seattle partying with a room full of Hoosiers. Only a few of them were people I knew back in Indiana, most were folks my Indiana friends have met going about their lives in Seattle. Turns out one of their friends actually lived in our old Lincoln St. house a few years before we did. This turned a good portion of the night into those "small world" conversations and stories about weird connections we've all made. Good fun.
And at midnight, even standing four miles across Elliot Bay, the Space Needle looked awesome as the fireworks launched. It was like it was going to take off!