I have seen Batman and Spidermen on the big screen, but have successfully avoided things like X-Men, the Hulk, and that thing with blind Ben Affleck. It is just not my style.
But it is early early Monday and I have to be out of the house early. The blog post I was working on is not ready. Time got away from me.
Ruckiry (not Jon's boss) Moby provided me an excellent, and fairly easy post, so I don't interrupt my 70+ days of straight (ha!) blogging. He became a superhero - and so now I am one also.
My mighty weapon is a shopping bag - only because a briefcase was not available as a choice. It is probably just filled with stuff from Whole Foods. ....because I'm that gay!
I've seen the Incredibles enough to know that Edna Mode says a superhero should never have a cape, as it will just end badly for the protagonist, but as it goes, I couldn't help but at least attempt putting one on. It looked better than wings - which were my other choice.
The tie, well, it was an obvious choice for me. My superpower? Probably the ability to use pivot tables in a single bound.
So, feel free - make yourself a superhero. You can thank Moby later.
Song by: Debbie Harry
I read comics as a kid. I don't understand the adult fascination with them.
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