Yeah yeah yeah, it's New Year's Eve…

Business…here’s the year-end edition of the column, a look at the ten figures I found most interesting in 2004. Not the best, but the most interesting. Click, go, and enjoy.
Let’s make this one quick…if you got any sense, keep your ass indoors tonight. And if you pay to go somewhere, make sure the metal detectors are in full force. Folks don’t know how to act on the Eve, shawty.

My brother calls the Eve “amateur night,” and there’s something to that. At least for me, New Year’s Eve was a lot more exciting when I was too young to do anything and stuck at the casa with the parental unit. Once I got out there, I realized folks ain’t know how to act and the places that keep you safe are a little too proud of their entertainment. Like three figures proud. But if you don’t hit those spots, you hear a lil’ too much bucking in the background when you go out on the Eve, and I didn’t ask Kwanzaa Claus to bring me a stray bullet. Keep that, patna. I’ll be studying for a qual anyway, but keep it safe in the streets tonight.
And I wish I had something more to say about the tsunami in South Asia, but I don’t. It’s an immeasurable tragedy, and best wishes go out to all involved and those with fam in that part of the world.
Happy New Year to you, and Hook ‘Em to the ‘Horns. In the coming year, be on the lookout for an upgrade on the site design, more features added to the column (including a bio page), more work in more places, and more regular posts (fingers crossed on that). In a little more than five months, BomaniJones.com has registered nearly 5,000 hits, a total that wildly exceeded my expectations, so thanks so much for logging on. Keep checking regularly, keep commenting, and keep pretending like I say things worth listening to. ‘Preciate that.
Oh, and you know what the only New Year’s song is…”1999.” So if you gotta die, listen to your body tonight.