Luckily I am working in my FatCave today and still connected to the Internet. However my colleagues are, as usual, are in the dark. Seems the server loaded with all of the SideDish Supper Club goodness zapped the power transformer of the buiding. All floors are without power and the building is being evacuated. Wick says it’s true. (Except for the Supper Club letter being the cause.) I guess I’ll just go catch some fish. I love to eat fish.
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