Update at 11.
Hi, kids. Still getting stuff back together here at the mill. No small task, I can tell you. First of all, these server wires somehow got all tangled and misdirected. I've been plugging and unplugging them into different holes all freaking day, and I'm not at all sure I've got it right. (Last time I booted the server, Trevor James Constable's Orgone Generating Machine fired up. That's just all wrong. Mitch is working on it as we speak. If we speak.)
It's hard to get good mad science help these days. Even so, you would expect any mad scientist worth his salt to be able to conjure up a Web site on demand. No soap. Had to conjure it myself, no help from anybody. That's probably why it ... well ... blows.
More from us later. There's something happening in the reactor room.
It's hard to get good mad science help these days. Even so, you would expect any mad scientist worth his salt to be able to conjure up a Web site on demand. No soap. Had to conjure it myself, no help from anybody. That's probably why it ... well ... blows.
More from us later. There's something happening in the reactor room.
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