Seems just yesterday we were all panicky and nervous that the world was going to blow up when the clock ticked over to 2000. Nine years later, we’re all here (less Paul Newman and a few others). Personally, I’m more inclined to believe the shit will really go down in 2012; I like to think the Mayans knew a thing or two.
All this is apropos of nothing, really. Only that it’s another year and I’ve yet to slap something up here. And what image better captures the undercurrent of apocalypse in the years to come than a bleak house in southern Utah?
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It certainly does look bleak!
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