One site's trying to put on a new suit to sneak past the repo-men at the door, another briefly and spectacularly exploded into popularity before all the humans left to escape a swarm of sentient motivational page-a-day calendars animated by a malicious wizard, and this very site you're on right now has stared financial ragnarok in the face at least once in the last month alone and will likely face it again if they can't find another Suspiciously Rich Furry to drain to the tune of six figgies a year.
In short: This Christmas will likely see a whole lotta life-rafts out there bobbing in the darkness of an unsocial sea.
To be clear, I'm not doing the melodramatic "IT'S SO OVER I'M LEAVING FOREVER GOODBYE INTERNET!!!" bullshit because it's always extremely stupid and never, ever sticks (besides, I'm more of an irish-goodbye kinda guy) but hey, it never hurts to diversify the output drainpipes for my bullshit for funsies. And besides, it might be helpful just... in... case.
So if for some reason you want to see me elsewhere, or on multiple elsewheres, then use your internet-enabled telephone device to interpret these mystic runes.