We were all set to record a new episode of [BRACKET!] for you. We really were. A nice, sweet sixteen showdown like we've done for the past four years. Then a tornado touched down a couple miles from Cullen and took out all his power and internet. Lost without our fearless leader, Jesse and I did what we do best: fiddly-fart, have a panic attack, and test our game show pilots on each other. Sorry for \*THE TORNADO\*.