Happy New Years! ¡Feliz Año Nuevo! Blah Foreign Blah! Resolutions are for suckers with poor motivational skills, but since jackass 3D did such a rousing job overseas drumming up all sorts of new fans around the world, I hereby swear to take every minimal effort to make sure everyone feels moderately welcome here no matter how big or small the language barrier may be. So if you see me peppering future posts with what appear to be random misspellings and/or textual clap-trap, e.g. "colour," "cockney" or "fammi un bocchino,” rest assured I have no idea what I’m doing but I’m doing it just the same and with nothing but the best of intentions as always.
I don’t know what it is about this photo, but ever since it was first taken in 2006 during production on jackass number two I’ve always thought it had a very New Yearsey feel. Perhaps it’s the sight of two dudes in “Baby New Year” duds, or maybe it’s just the droning show tune verse of “Who knows … who knows … who knows,” but what’s more likely is that it’s just the wine now talking through my fingers. After all, it has been my experience that fermentation and nostalgia go hand-in-hand—or is that hand-in-liver? I don’t know, nor do I care, but one thing is for certain: 2011 will be unlike any year before it. Well, aside from 1999 perhaps, when everyone partied like there was no Y2K tomorrow to wake up to, seeing as 2012 is just around the corner and time officially runs aground on the Mayan calendar.
So laugh it up and make of 2011 what you will. I, for one, do not want to be the poor schmuck standing there with a thumb up his butt if and when humanity drops its doomsday pants for good. Happy New Year!
(Photo by Sean Cliver; Hollywood, California 2006)