The holidays are over and the cold, bleak, gray days of winter stretch out ahead in an endless, desolate line that will last for months. Happy times, right?
Add to it that my old chums Nostradamus and those kooky Mayans (man, they could
party) say we're all headed toward the apocalypse, and I think
2012 could be my favorite year so far.
If you're
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