Happy Fucking New Year
Friends, readers, it’s been a hell of a year. I’ve been sad to say so long—but not goodbye—to some friends, but of course wish them the best of luck. And I’ve been lucky to make new friends, for whom I am eternally grateful.
As 2007 draws to a close, I wish you all the best in 2008—fine art, loud music, good food and drink, great friendship, hard partying. Let’s think of this not as the end of anything, only as the first of many, many more great days and nights to come. Happy fucking new year.
