"Me order! Me Master! Me run Bartertown!" - Master, Mad Max Beyond Thunderdome
2010 went out with a meager wisp of smoke, and I can't say I'll miss it. Don't get me wrong - it was a strong year in a number of ways, but by the end it was like buying a fifteen dollar ticket to beat your head against a premium cinder block wall. It could have been worse, though. If 2010 went out with a fight, it would've been like getting into the cage with a rabid ferret - mysterious and elusive, the ferret wins every time. Yep, we could be ending this year with a 7 gauge short bevel needle full of rabies serum in the belly.
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