In Canada, we don't celebrate Arbor Day. (or, is it Arbour Day? We do love the letter "U" in a rather vain sense, after all)
But, as far as I'm concerned, New Years Eve is a nonsense holiday. All we do is watch a glowing ball drop from the sky to signify the New Year. Whoop-de-doo.
Then again, maybe I'm just jaded after the promise of world destruction with Y2K was a lie.
Now, what am I going to do with that underground bus I used as a bomb shelter?
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