Hey, you guys remember back when Evie was away and I pretended I electrocuted myself in the bathroom? That was funny.
What's not funny is serious electrical problems inside one's wall, severe enough that an outlet with nothing plugged into it is smoking. THERE IS NO SMOKING IN OUR HOUSE, OUTLET. TAKE IT OUTSIDE, OUTLET.
So blame Electro, or Living Lightning, or Black Lightning, or Static, or Electabuzz, or the fact that Superman is just walking around, but we have exactly one room of electricity right now, and it isn't the one with my recording equipment in it. And also the wall was kinda on fire.
Hoping the 24-hour electrician service comes through and we can get you a show tomorrow.