We did have XMASsacre this past holiday season, and I'm maintaining the blog for *that* in a separate place, because it really is its own entity.  If you've been a XMASsacre fan, or if you think you might want to become one but don't know what a XMASsacre is, you can find out all about it here:

Hope everyone had good holidays.  Bookmark/rss my new wordpress blog; likewise with the XMASsacre blog, although there's very little that happens there once all the holiday info has been collected, processed, and entered.  With that understood, I keep forgetting to bring  my notes when I'm updating it for this past one, so it may be February 2009 before 2008's X VI settles in for hiatus.

Also, don't be a rude and/or ig'nernt bunhead.  If you're wondering if I'm still doing radio shows--or doing whatever--tell me, just how damned hard is it to click a hyperlink? 

Nothing says "I really don't care what the fuck you're doing or how you're getting along," like running into me somewhere in public and asking me if I'm still doing stuff at xyc.  That's insulting.  You know it's insulting.  And just so it's out here for everyone to know, from this point forward, anyone who does that to me from now on will be answered with, "Do you mean to be a catty, insulting bitch, or are you so stupid you don't even realize what an insult that is?"  ...or, if you've previously established a history of passive-aggressive behavior with me, I'm going for blood and calling you out on your alcoholism/drug addiction/untreated mental illness.  I've been nice to too many jerks (both genders) for too damned long, and I fail to see the benefit.

It's not my job to help narcissistic posers feel good about themselves when they're confronted with their faults.  Also, understand that narcissists make poor "friends," so if you do happen to fall into that category, I'm really not concerned if I offend you, because you really haven't ever been a friend to me in the first place.

If you're an actual friend, or at least someone who respects me as a human being, you've no need to be on alert.  I'm not angry at the world; I've merely reached my limit with a distinct subset of the population.