It's New Year's Eve. It's sorta cool being at the fore front of the world being the first to ring the New Year. Today, thankfully, is my normal day off. I spent the day doing laundry, some errunds online, a little studying of Spanish and French. The evening brought about a pretty decent meal and an annual tradition around this time of year of Icestock. Icestock is sorta what it sounds like: a
Woodstock here on the ice. Several of the "local" bands get together and play various length sets while the crowd gets drunk, battles the cold, and lets loose.
It was, in fact, pretty damn cold (now before you ridicule me for stating the painful obviousness of the cold here in Antarctica, relatively, for the month of December that is, it had been pretty warm [20-30 F] up until the last couple days leading to and including today). When I'm remotely chilled it becomes very hard for me to play my guitar without screwing up royally. My hat goes off to everyone that played 20 to 40 minute sets up there in the cold and wind. Last year, Icestock was done on the 1st. This year was pretty enjoyable because of the fact that Icestock brought a majority of the town together and lasted well after the "ball drop". It's pretty cool to usher in the new year with several hundred people around you....
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