Time to make wish lists and resolutions for 2014.
Last year, one of my resolutions was to drink less. I was reminded of that just a few weeks ago, thanks to finding a crumpled Post-it note. First thing to do next year: Clean my room.
There are a few wishes I have for the nightlife scene.
1 Shame the shameless
Many discerning punters I have met dread the thought of going on a night out for one reason - the kind of people who blemish it.
There are many types of ugly revellers, but a few really stand out. One of my "favourites" is the douchebag.
To a douchebag, the world revolves around them. These ignorant, obnoxious, attention-seeking punters come in all shapes and sizes.
They'll cut the queue, knock your drinks over, attempt to steal your date and dance like a primate on drugs without a care in the world.
At every point in the history of nightlife, there they are, like a stubborn stain.
But one thing establishments and law-enforcement agencies have not done is to mark these douchebags.
It's cost-effective and really easy to execute. Once a punter steps out of line, mark with a permanent neon ink. It could be done on the wrist, but then it could become a badge of honour. I suggest the forehead.
We could throw in horrible types from opposite ends of the age spectrum - the young, cheap drunks who populate bridges like trolls and the more mature big spenders who think buying champagne means they own the world.