Fire

Obviously, one of my many arch-enemies (Death Man? Apocalyp-tor? Doctor Reich? The Crazy Screaming Preacher From Virginia Street? I haven't yet determined which of my Rogue's Gallery is responsible) attempted to destroy my Super-Secret Fortress of Solitude yesterday. Without revealing the exact location of the Fortress, I can assure a nervous public that the villainous plot was unsuccessful; my Fortress remains unaffected.

All joking aside, no one was injured in a fire that burned a condo quite near my own yesterday. It's a bit odd to look out a window at work and see smoke rising from a spot very near your home. Luckily Arlington Towers, where the fire occurred, is literally built like a fortress. Solid concrete floors and walls confined the fire to a single unfortunate unit. I feel terrible for whichever of my neighbors' property was destroyed yesterday, but thanks to good construction and a quick response from the fire department damage was kept to a minimum.