This is how I've felt all of 2011. Well no more, buckos. (And that's a hard word to make a dummy say without moving your lips) Look for a helluva lot more of me in 2012. I plan on talking more, performing more, and getting into a crap-load more trouble.
If ancient Mayan Indians are predicting the Apocalypse by the end of 2012, then ole Skyler plans to kick ass and take names until them moldy old Mayans scrape us off the planet and start over.
So, no frickin "Happy New Year" from me, get ready for my "Grab Me A New Year" and hang on, buckos.
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