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You could meet your loved ones at their arrival gate.
Actually, I don't miss this one at all. I used to hate coming into the terminal and seeing these CROWDS of people all STARING in my direction. It was kind of creepy, and sometimes it was hard to get past them.
On New Year's Eve in 1999, my family rented out a reception hall in my small hometown and we threw the Y2Kajun Ball. It was ridiculous. We invited everyone we knew, had an open bar and a DJ. My brother and I wore tuxes, while most of the guests were in jeans and boots.
Man, I've got to find those pictures today and upload them. As a joke, I wore gold lame panties under my tux, and kept dropping my pants at a moment's notice. It was that kind of party.
I remember we went to see the 12:30am screening of Fantasia 2000. I was also in the middle of running a reindex on the DRA (anyone remember that?) bibliographic catalog. It kept chugging along, right through the millennium change.
My good friend and I spent New Year's Eve 1999 on Martha's Vineyard, figuring that if there was an otal global collapse, at least we could all band together and fortify the island, and survive on scallops and lobster.
Yeah but reality forked into an alternate pocket dimension that one Tuesday afternoon and we've been in some feverish P.K. Dick universe waiting for someone to collapse the time-line and restore Continuity.
Of course, this may never happen, leading future dimensional travellers to mumble "Uh don't go to Earth -386. Trust me."
I was down on the Mall in DC at the big shin-dig with the President and U2 and 100,000 others. Crowded as hell and freezing, but a neat place to be. Walking home afterwards, I saw a top-hatted man under a streetlight playing hammered dulcimer. Quite surreal.
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