It’s 2010 (say it with me, TWENTY-TEN) and nothing seems to have blown up yet so I feel like we’re probably set for our fair share of amazing discoveries, tragedies, delights, horrors, celebrity deaths, and whatever the hell else awaits us in this yet young year.

Juli and I spent our New Year’s Eve at home since she was ill enjoying Sci-Fi Channel’s Twilight Zone Marathon and District 9. Both were awesome. There was not a single woo on our New Year’s Eve, but that’s all right. Next year.

The next morning we broke our 2010 fast with cranberry orange muffins and coffee from my favorite coffee place on earth.

So, what does 2010 mean?

It means to me that the Year of 5000 Photos and 50 Short Stories is officially over and that the Year of 3 Music Videos and 12 Finished Short Stories has begun. Expect a wrap up post within a few days.

It also means that the Hunter application is due at the end of this month. Don’t think I’ve not been thinking about it.

But, most importantly, it means we’re officially less than a decade away from Blade Runner, which means flying cars, androids, giant corporate pyramids in downtown LA, and battles in space. I am totally ready for it. How about you?