Keeping up with Katie inspired me to write about what I was doing on the eve of Y2K.
I was at my high school best friend's house watching TV until the ball dropped. We definitely held our breath as the clock struck 12:00, with the notion that the end of modern society was an ever-so-slight possibility. Then, we wondered how much some company had to have paid to have the first advertisement at 12:01 and marveled that it didn't even start with "whew, glad we're still here! now let me sell you something..."