One of my best friends, who's coming here tonight to watch the ball drop with us, has a tradition where you fill a glass with grapes and champagne and try to swallow the whole thing in the minute of midnight. It's supposed to bring good luck. Last year I couldn't manage it and 2014 was a horrible year. I'm not superstitious, but I think I'll opt out this year. Goodness knows I could use some luck, but... no.