The leaves are turned. The weather is crisp when it's not downright
cold. All the crap bands are releasing their latests in order to time
the consumerist wave of tastelessness right through 'til Q1 '09. It
must be time for me to start compiling addresses. This year's mix is
99% complete.
If you've been on the snail-mail list before there's about 75% chance
that I actually kept your address from last year. You should almost
certainly send it to me again (s-a-m....h...atsign, etc.) This
includes folks who sent it over the last year (most of whom I have but
safety first and all).
If you've moved, well, that math is pretty simple.
If you are new to the process and want to join the cool kids, I'll ask
them next time I see them. In the meantime send me an address and
I'll add you to my list instead.
s/
