Let me just be on record...

That when next year arrives... the year 2010, in case you weren't paying attention, that I will not be calling it "twenty-ten".

Because "two thousand ten" has a much more pleasant ring to it. And I am not strapped enough for time that shedding the one syllable will make a huge difference to me. I can spare maybe the extra 6 minutes that saying "two thousand ten" will cost me over the year.

And if I hear anyone say "twenty-ten" (the dash is there to indicate that I have disdain for the phrase) next year, I will then launch myself into a 7 minute monologue about the general intricacies of nutritional information of cereal, promptly wasting all that precious time you would have saved otherwise and then some.

That'll show you.