One of the problems with breaking up with people is that you can no longer talk to them to verify their stories. What brings this up is a very vivid memory of AndrewGreg telling a story about New Year's Eve in New York City, which includes a drunken man on the subway blowing one of those cheap noisemaker horns and proclaiming, in tones of purest Noo Yawk, "Happy New Year!" to everyone else in the car. But that's really all I remember of the story.
So I am forced to rely on my own weak powers when I say, in all sincerity, Happy New Year to you all.