Oh Death, And Grief, And Sorrow, And Murder

It has all. Gone. Wrong.

First of all, we originally intended to have this week’s episode be a recap of Mr. Robot with friends of the show Benari Poulten and Ross Garmil. The problem with that plan was, we tape on Sunday, Rosh Hashanah starts on Sunday, and Ross and Benari are friends of someone much more powerful and we are. Like, biblically powerful. So this week’s original show plan went out the window.

Secondly, we received notice from our Web hosting company that they thought that Crisis On Infinite Midlives was infected by malware. This is a statement that is probably not true; several third party scanners certified the Web site as clean, and most of the “infected” files our Web host was scared of were parts of old Web site themes that we left on the server for testing purposes. But the reality is that, when the landlord says you need to clean and change the locks, you need to clean and change the locks. So that took a morning that we didn’t have.

Finally, we are in the throes of trying to secure a new Home Office. This meant that we spent our entire weekend cleaning up our current Home Office in the service of trying to find some dupe to buy it from us. This takes more time than you would really think, particularly when six of our weekend hours were filled by open houses, meaning that we couldn’t be in our own home.

All of which is a long way to go to say that there will be no new episode tonight. However: there will be a new episode up before 10:30 p.m. tomorrow night. It will not be our Mr. Robot recap, but instead a simple comic book-based episode (we’re hoping to have a Mr. Robot episode put together next weekend).

We apologize for the confusion and the delay in a new episode, and we hope you’ll tune in tomorrow night. We should be back to our regularly scheduled programming soon… provided we can convince some dope to buy the Home Office out from under us.

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