The proceedings were presided over by the Norse God of Beer and Mirth. And look! Rod!

Marty, Mayor, Me, My Attorney.
True story. My Attorney once saved me from a potentially ugly mooning case. Who knew that shit was illegal?

Yep. Had to beat 'em off with a stick, I did.

You know you're trashed when you don't have the energy to properly show your metal. Hey Ange, you seen my metal?

I would like to say that the camera caught me with my eyes closed. Unfortunately, this is actually how I looked by this point.

During the party, my friends and I took a field trip a few towns over to Verandaville. I got one prize pic from this excursion, but I don't think the city council will give me permission to post it here.

All New Year's photos taken by the Honorable Mayor Cecil.