At any point in the next 48 hours or so, the ground might start shaking, flaming objects might zoom from the heavens, or the undead might rise from their dirt naps and turn the populace into a gigantic brain buffet. While you shouldn’t take our word for it (or the soothsaying of either long-deceased Mayans or wackadoodle preppers), it wouldn’t hurt to hedge your bets and spend Friday, December 21, raging like it’s your last night on Earth. Because, you know,... More >>>