Welcome, 2007.

For the past 20 years I have always had a tot of Navy Rum once a year on New Year's Eve.

It all started when I was isolated, desolated and struggling.
The fight goes on, riding high one year, dragging the floor the next.
Let's hope 2007 will be a good year.
2006 is over, and I have many good reasons to believe that this coming year will see new beginnings and the new chapter in the longer-running stories.

Good luck!