Probably.

But I didn’t want to let auld lang syne slip by without at least one more feather…er…post.

And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp — and you can bet that I’ll be mine! (probably well a’fore midnight.)

So lefties and righties alike, let’s tak a cup o’ kindness yet…for auld lang syne.

Because:

We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn,
frae morning sun till dine;
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
sin auld lang syne.

Whatever your political leanings…

And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere!
and gie’s a hand o’ thine!
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught,
for auld lang syne.

So may featherless comfort be upon you…

For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet,
for auld lang syne.

Really: What other reason would you need?

HAPPY NEW YEAR LADS and LASSIES!