Happy New Year 2012
Sounds of a roaring city. Fireworks or gunshots can be heard in the distance. No one is safe from the thundering booms of stray firecrackers making their way into unexpected corners. We sit inside safe only from the drug cartels, and crooked cops. Were winding down to the final hours of this year, 2011, and I’d be lying if i said that this hasn’t been a crazy year. There was...