Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Comics Blah Blah Comics: Camelot 3000 and Saga

Before my recent blog writing hiatus, I was doing a series of posts under the title DC Comics & Me. Ostensibly, this was to track my time as a Li'l Dave-El just starting out reading comics to the old, bitter Dave-El I've become as I wonder what's up with these young whippersnapper writers and artists and why they can't make comic books like they used to.  

Now all this was to build the foundation of how I became not only a reader of comic books but a reader of those comic books published by DC. And from there, I would show that foundation shattered as DC moves away from me.  

The thing is, this is not necessarily a bad thing and as much as it's easy (so damn easy!) to grumble and gripe about the DC culture under Dan Didio (or sometimes referred to as "Damned Didiot"), let's face it: DC doesn't need to pitch to me. I'm the old guard. Sooner or later I will no longer buy their books because I'll be dead summoned back to my home planet.  DC needs to look to the future, the younger readers and the readers to come. While I may disagree with how DC is doing just that, I understand the need to not target me, at least not with their mainstream super hero stuff. 

The thing is it was time for me to grow up as a comics reader even as I hold on to part of wonder and joy that will hopefully never grow up. When I first began reading comics, the comics I read engaged my imagination. I still have an active imagination but the imagination I have today is significantly differently from the imagination of a 10 year old or a 20 year old. 

So as I've whittled down my pull list, I've opened up to other things. Series in the past that I missed. Current series that are outside the norm of super hero comics. Today I want to talk about an example of each of those. 

Under the heading of "stuff in the past I somehow missed", I recently purchased a trade of the 1980's series, Camelot 3000 by Mike W Barr & Brian Bolland. How I came to not read this series when it was first released, I don't know. But it is one of those seminal events in comics that I kept thinking I should catch up on. So the discovery of both a relatively recent re-release of the trade paperback and a unused Barnes & Nobles gift card in my wallet led me to finally give this series a try. 

Camelot 3000 is a bit of an odd duck. I once described Mike W Barr as "a Cary Bates writer living in a Frank Miller world". There are passages of expository dialogue and plot contrivances that would be at home in the 1960's work of Gardner Fox and John Broome as well as the up and coming Cary Bates. But as the series progress, Barr's writing "matures" as he grapples with themes of love, lust, betrayal and faith. 

Hell, this is a series that had two (count 'em, TWO!) lesbian kiss scenes; of course, one has to expect that when a pair of lovers, male and female, get reincarnated centuries later as two women.

In many ways, the story is a quaint relic that it would almost be a home with a Ed Hamilton or Jerry Siegel byline. But as the story progress, Barr begins to loosen up a little, progressing from the mindset of a writer working in the confines of the Comics Code Authority to a writer who is free to follow plot points to their logical conclusions, the Code be damned. The story is not a perfect work but it is interesting and fun to watch it become a better work from the intriguing but awkward issue #1 to the epic issue #12. 

Brian Bolland's art is a wonder from page 1 but he too develops and grows over the course of the series. Those use to Bolland's work from his covers only may find it a little disconcerting that he does not ink his own pencils in Camelot 3000 but at least he is served by some of the best in the business: Bruce Patterson, Dick Giordano and Terry Austin. Some of the designs are a bit off the mark. Really, modern reincarnated Isolde's poofy green skirt makes it very hard to take her seriously. I guess the character who comes off the best is King Arthur, maybe because he's wearing his original armor and vestments instead of new versions from the year 3000. But Arthur's design is simple, classic yet clearly defines a man in charge. 


All in all, Camelot 3000 is a fun read. If it helps, regard the first of the book as a retro callback to sci-fi stories of DC's Strange Adventures. The 2nd half is that story carried into more modern storytelling. 




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In the area of current series, I've recently turned my attention to Saga by Brian Vaughn and Fiona Staples.  It's interesting that I decided to look at Camelot 3000 and Saga because of their considerable differences even as both series have something at the core that gives them a common bond. 

Both series employ classic tropes of science fiction and comic book storytelling. The stories told in Saga would be at home in the classic sci-fi library of DC's 1950's cosmic comics. Robot rulers. Spaceships that are also trees. a ghost for a babysitter. These are absurd concepts that John Broome or Gardner Fox could've employed. The designs and layouts of Saga's artwork evokes Mike Sekowsky or Carmine Infantino

Well, if you take away the near ubiquitous use of the word "fuck" and images of naked giant genitalia.  And that's where the comparison of Camelot 3000 and Saga diverges. If Mike W Barr and Brian Bolland were still figuring out what rules they could or could not break, Brian Vaughn and Fiona Staples have no such restraints. 

The story narrative is at once complex and yet the pieces flow one into another. Two soldiers on opposite sides fall in love and make a baby. Elements on both sides find this union an affront and considerable efforts are expended to bring these two back and end this relationship. Romeo & Juliet in SPACE! 

And the art? Fiona Staples' work is at once beautiful and brutal, epic and human, romantic and harsh; this makes her the perfect choice to draw a story of impossible love fighting impossible odds in a universe at war, of two people who want only to preserve their love and the child born from it whiles forces all around them want nothing of the sort. 


Kudos to Jermaine at Acme Comics in Greensboro for hooking me with the very low price first trade paperback. I've since devoured the 2nd and I believe the 3rd is waiting for me in my pull box.  I can't wait to see what happens next in Saga

"Can't wait to see what happens next"?

Oh yeah! Comics! I still love 'em! 

Until next time, be good to one another.

Dave-El
I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You 

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

And Now A Word From Our Sponsor#15

Hi there and welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, the blog that requires no money down and offers 0% financing. 

I'm Dave-El and from time to time, I have to give over this space to one of our sponsors. As I've noted before, posting a high quality blog isn't cheap and neither is the shit I post here. 

So let's see who we have on tap today to...

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Thanks for popping by and if the creek don't rise and the checks from Plain White Unmarked Van Emporium don't bounce, I'll see you tomorrow. 

Until then, be good to one another.


Monday, April 7, 2014

How I Met Your Series Finale

Hi there! Welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You and no, I have no idea what the damn pineapple was doing there! 


I'm Dave-El and today we mark the one week anniversary of the end of How I Met Your Mother, the long running, ground breaking sitcom that aired Mondays on CBS. In the intervening days, we have tried to deal with our loss, find words for our grief, search for meaning in what we lost and embrace the joy of what we gained in our time together.  

(Ahem!) 

ARE YOU FREAKIN' KIDDING ME?!?!

(Ahem!) 

Sorry about that. 


To be honest, I'm...okay...with the series finale of HIMYM. There are some brutally honest moments in the finale that the producers deserve some considerable credit for daring to show. The gang does not stay together. Love doesn't work out exactly the way we hope. Life doesn't go just like we plan. 

By the way if you care about HIMYM but have not seen the finale and you've read this far, screw it! I'm gonna talk about the finale. This is your only warning.


In many ways, I found the series finale of HIMYM a very successful wrap up of all that began in the pilot 9 years ago. 


The problem is stuff has happened since the pilot, most notably the last 3 seasons. Viewed in that perspective, I can see how the series finale of HIMYM could be seen as a unmitigated slap in the face. 


Two things we knew early on: 
1) Ted loved Robin.
2) Robin was not the mother. 


In the year 2030, Ted is telling his kids about how he met their mother but the first story out the gate is how he met "their Aunt Robin". The rest of the stories involve Robin and the relationships of Ted's gang of friends. The "mother" of the title doesn't show up in Ted's narrative until 9/10ths of the story has been told. It's clear that the title of the show aside, this is not about how Ted meets his kids' mother. There's a larger story to be told. 


By the time we get to the finale, we have met the mother. Her name is Traci and she is adorkably beautiful and sweet and just perfect for Ted and Ted is just perfect for her. They fall in love and they start a family. But there's a shadow over all this. It's something that fans suspected even before we saw Traci for the first time, buying a train ticket to Farhampton. It was a seed of an idea that was planted back in the first episode. 


Why is Ted telling this story to his kids?


The suspicion was that he was telling this story because, by the year 2030, their mother is dead. Of course, we held out hope for another alternative. After all, the kids seem more put out than anything by Dad's recitation of his story; their behavior did not seem in step with grief stricken kids who might actually want to hold on to any story about their lost mother. 


Nope, she's dead. And as we learn from the kids in 2030, she's been dead for six years. And they call him out for the real purpose of the story: it was the story about Robin and how Ted still feels about her. And the kids are OK with that. Their dad needs to move on.


If you look at the finale as a direct link to the pilot, it makes sense. Why is Ted telling this story? Why is he telling it this way? Ted and Robin connect but they're not ready for each other. Ted's still too immature and needy. Robin's still searching for her identity. Time leads them to other people, other choices. For Robin, she marries Barney but sadly it ends in divorce. For Ted, he finds Traci and she is everything to him; but then she becomes sick and dies. Love and joy hand in hand with pain and loss. Messy, just like life. But these experiences have informed both Ted and Robin and shaped them, not into different people but wiser versions of who they are. 


The problem here is that there's a bunch of stuff between the pilot and the finale. The last few years have invested a lot of time and energy in convincing us that the story of Ted and Robin as a couple was done. Barney and Robin was the new reality, the future. Whatever feelings Ted had for Robin, he had, with considerable effort, let her go. His true love was still out there for him, the woman he would settle down with and have a family. 


The finale's closing scene, Ted on the street below Robin's apartment, blue french horn in hand, is a validation of the foundation laid in episode one. It is also a repudiation of the last three years of the show. And there in lies the root of the consternation of the finale, the dichotomy that the finale was perfectly right AND perfectly wrong. 


Look at Barney in the finale, an aging lothario still playing out ridiculous pick up schemes from his overstuffed "playbook". This is the logical destiny of the younger man we met in season one. But the writers and producers expended considerably large quantities of nails sealing shut that particular coffin with his romance and engagement to Robin. Then Robin and Barney get divorced and out comes a new playbook. Barney's pursuit of new levels of legen...wait for it!...dary awesomeness, funny in the beginning of the series was now desperate and sad in the finale, made more so by having watched Barney prove that he could be a better person for the past few seasons. Of course, the writers might argue that's the whole idea. Great, I'm on board with that. But Barney's behavior in the finale is not the culmination of a journey but a regression only to whiplash back to the journey when Barney holds his baby daughter for the first time. Damn, if I had functioning tear ducts, that would've moved me to tears. 

In the end if I had to give an either/or "thumbs up" or "thumbs down", I will default to a "thumbs up". A series finale is a tricky thing to pull off without the added weight of the twisted time structure How I Met Your Mother was built on. Expectations for the last episode of a series are insanely high. If nothing else, for good or ill, the series finale of HIMYM made us examine WHY we feel the way we do. 

It made us think. 



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Last week, another ending at CBS became a subject of conversation: the announcement by David Letterman that he's stepping down as host of the Late Show in 2015. In this space next week, I post some thoughts about Letterman and his place in my pop culture history. 

Until next time, be good to one another.

Sunday, April 6, 2014

This (Non) Sporting Life#12


Hello there and welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, the blog made with genuine Kraft cheese substance. 


I'm Dave-El and today I bring back This (Non) Sporting Life, the blog post about sports by a guy who doesn't know a lot about sports. 


Yesterday (Saturday) saw the Final Four of the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament (I'm not typing all that again!) and it looks like the Huskies of UConn and Kentucky Wildcats are going to the Championship game tomorrow (Monday) and I've lost all interest in finishing this sent-


Seriously, though, there comes a point when the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament (Thank you, cut 'n' paste!) becomes less of a run towards a championship and more of a Bataan Death March towards just getting to the damn end. 


Everything starts with such chaotic promise: "I can't believe this team is still in it!" "I can't believe that team is out already!" 


With 64 (68? 72? A gazillion?) teams at the start, the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament is a raucous party of possibilities. The music's pumping, the joint is jumping. Everybody's joins in to dance. It's kind of crowded but that's cool because there's a lot of interesting people there. And there are a lot of cool cheeses on the cheese platter!


But then wham! Half of them have to leave but that's OK, 32 is still a cool party. Still a lot of cheese left.


Then the party is cut in half and things are getting awkward. That ex you've managed to avoid in the crowd earlier is still there, damn it; there's fewer people to hide behind. The cheese-to-cracker ratio on the cheese platter is a bit out of whack.


Then the size of the party is cut in half again and there's just no avoiding the ex, is there? Why the hell is she still there? And damn it, the sharp cheddar cubes on the cheese platter are all gone.


And now there are just four of you. You have an awkward conversation with the ex. And the cheese platter is pretty much picked over.


It ends with only one team standing, victorious, holding the bloody decapitated heads of their beaten foes while listening to "One Shining Moment" and knibbling on the last pepperjack cheese cube.


Well, that's how MY parties always end.


So good luck to UConn in the Championship game of the NCAA Men's Basketball Tournament. Or good luck to Kentucky. You know, either way, I don't really care.


Ugh! I think I ate to much cheese.

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Tomorrow on the blog: We commemorate the 1 week anniversary of the passing of How I Met Your Mother. Are you still pissed off?

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Doctor Who Weekend: Back Again For the First Time


Hi there! Welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, your blue box of a blog in the storm tossed tides of time that is the internet.

I'm Dave-El and after a couple of weeks away, I am back with a ALL NEW edition of Doctor Who Saturday Weekend

Wait! Whazzup with the name change?

One reason is the post I do before this one is the highly acclaimed must be avoided at all cost news/humor feature Broken News which can take time to prep. 

Hi, sorry about the grey ghosting of the text above but seriously, this is not that terribly interesting. And I wrote it! Well, maybe I'm being too hard on myself. Let's see...

It takes a lot of work to come up with those witty lame jokes. Then to turn around and have a Doctor Who post ready for the next day can be a bit much for my considerable meager talents, particularly if I'm doing one of those fan fiction things.  

Oh my God! I'm still prattling on? I've been on blog hiatus for nearly two weeks and this...THIS is what I'm talking about?

Later when new episodes start, I like to review them for this post. That is not always possible to have done on Saturday, the same day as the show and I don't want to wait until the next week. So naming the post Doctor Who Weekend gives me the flexibility to move this post to Sunday as needed.

Lord love a Dalek, that was the most uninteresting thing I've ever written! Well, at least it's over now. 

I'm reminded of the Aaron Sorkin created sit com Sports Night which was a very clever and engaging program that of course did not become a hit. 

What the...? What am I going on about NOW?

The show was named after the show within a show, Sports Night. The thing was there would be a few times when the gang behind Sports Night would have to cover a special event during the day. Which made for some really odd sentences like, "Welcome to a special mid-day edition of Sports Night." So I'm trying to avoid "This is Doctor Who Saturday...on a Sunday". 

I think we get the damn point! Now if I can't stopping yammering on about...

Of course if I want to do a Doctor Who post on a weekday.... 

Oh no! Enough is enough! C'mon, Dave-El, you gotta do better than this. 

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During my blog hiatus, the El family here in our Fortress of Ineptitude have caught up on some classic episodes.  There are several sources for classic stories, most notably through Netflix. However, one source for Doctor Who that is absolutely free might be your own neighborhood public library. 

The selection at my local library branch is not extensive but still there are about a dozen or so classic episodes on DVD featuring a variety of Doctors from Hartnell to McCoy

The pair of stories we watched over the last two weeks were a couple featuring Tom Baker as the 4th Doctor, Terror of the Zygons and The Robots of Death

Terror of the Zygons is the first appearance of the red sucker-covered alien monsters who caused problems in the 50th Anniversary Special, Day of the Doctor. The story is also notable for other reasons as well: 


  • It was the last episode for companion Harry Sullivan. The character of Sullivan was created when casting of the 4th Doctor was still not decided; if the producers cast another elderly type in the mold of William Hartnell, the Doctor would need someone to hit people for him. As it turned out, the relatively young and fit Tom Baker was quite capable of hitting people as needed, thank you very much. Ian Marter, who portrayed Harry, would still remain part of Doctor Who, writing several episode novelizations. 

  • It was the last episode for Nicholas Courtney as Brigadier Lethridge-Stewart, commander of UNIT. UNIT would appear again but without the Brig and when Lethridge-Stewart did return in 1983's Mawdryn Undead, he had retired from his post. 


As for the story itself, it's a bit of a muddle if you ask me. I'm not really sure what the Zygons' plan actually are and I'm not sure the Zygons knew either. Still, any excuse to have the Loch Ness Monster knocking down deep sea oil rigs, eh?  


Nessie herself makes an appearance on which my daughter commented, "Ah, what a cute monster!" So not so much with the terrorizing but hey, back in the 1970's, it was...well, to be blunt, the monster was still lame. 

The Zygons themselves look pretty well realized for rubber suit monsters. It's amazing how little they changed for their 2013 re-appearance. 



There are a couple of times when the Doctor and Sarah Jane share at a private joke between the two of them. Recently we re-watched the Tooth and Claw episode with the 10th Doctor and Rose who find amusement in Rose's attempts to get the Queen to say "We are not amused." It was interesting to see a similar dynamic being played out between the 4th Doctor and Sarah Jane. 

While Terror of the Zygons was flawed, it was still an entertaining adventure. However, The Robots of Death was a superior production. The art deco designs of the mining ship, the various rooms and set pieces and costumes gave a very distinctive appearance to the setting without being dated as a lot of 1970's stuff tends to look.  The robots with their unchanging faces give a very strong sense of strangeness and growing menace that calls to mind the Host robots in Voyage of the Damned


















The story has a strong hook to hang on to, an Agatha Christie inspired murder mystery on a distant world. The characters who populate this tale are varied with flaws that make them alternately sympathetic and irritating. 

This episode was the first episode for Leela as a companion after joining the Doctor in the previous episode. As Leela, Louise Jameson was taking on a female companion like none other before or since, a warrior woman with a sense of curiosity about the wonders she was seeing with the Doctor; yet her warrior's nature made her someone who didn't suffer fools lightly. It has been a bit of a shame that new Who keeps bringing in companions from 21st Century Earth. There had been companions before Leela that detoured from that pattern but Leela was the ultimate in defying that pattern, a savage from another world.  

Speaking of Leela and Ms. Jameson, I got a bit of a treat on Twitter after we watched The Robots of Death. 

March 23, 2014


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    The family watched Robots of Death last night. Very good classic episode. My daughter thought as Leela was so cool.
        


How cool is THAT, huh?  Thanks, Louise! That made my day! 

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Click on the titles below for more information on Terror of the Zygons and The Robots of Death

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So that's it for Doctor Who Weekend. Thanks for stopping by. In future posts I'll look at other classic episodes, speculate wildly on what the heck we might expect from the 12th Doctor, more fan fiction and other stuff! 

Until next time, be good to one another. 


Friday, April 4, 2014

Broken News for Friday, April 4th, 2014




Greetings and salutations! 

This is I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, the blog made from maize, what you call corn. 

I am Dave-El and today is Friday which means another installment of bROkEN nEWs

We've been in re-run mode for a couple of weeks but we're back, baby! Oh yeah, all new material that will make you laugh and make you think or your money back! Sorry no refunds.  

So let's get this show on the road in 5...

4...

3...

2...

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#BrokenNews "Russia Threatened Nations Before Vote" Threats were made using "Do As We Say Or We Will Crush You" floral bouquets from FTD.  (They're gorgeous! I send those on Valentine's Day!) 



#BrokenNews "Annexation Complete: Crimea Switches To Moscow Time" Moscow switches to Hammer Time


#BrokenNews "NSA Stored Hundreds Of Secret Files On Angela Merkel" Biggest secret in those files: Merkel really loves wiener-schnitzel. (A lot!) 


#BrokenNews "Election Office Attacked With Machine Guns, Rocket-Propelled Grenades" Now, Tea Party, that's no way to behave!


#BrokenNews "CIA Misled Government And The Public On Torture " For starters, torture is not the happy fun time type of thing you think it is. Except for that one "terrorist" who kept wimpering "Please hurt me! I've been bad!" Turns out he was just a perv too cheap to pay for a dominatrix. 


Let's do that picture thing we do! 



And it's back to the headlines! 

Oh look! More Putin! 

#BrokenNews "NATO Slaps Russia" Putin strikes back at NATO using the Dark Side of the Force. 


#BrokenNews "Congress Passes Russia Sanctions Bill" Russia will no longer be able to export beets, mail order brides and depressingly existentialist movies.  


#BrokenNews "North Carolina Didn’t Want You To See These Emails" They reveal that Gov. McCrory really doesn't like BBQ that much, the bastard! 


#BrokenNews "House Advances Bill Calling For More Weather Forecasting, Less Climate Change Research" Meanwhile, the bill calling for more Hooters, less Waffle House goes nowhere! 

You know, I think I need a gratuitous pic of some Hooters girls! 




OK, that's better. 

#BrokenNews "Researchers Discover Why Zebras Have Stripes" Because stripes are more slimming that spots. 


#BrokenNews "Can We Handle Life On Mars? " Hell, I'm not sure we can handle life on Earth! 


#BrokenNews "Cameron Diaz Opens Up About Her Sexuality" I really don't care what she...WHAT? You say she's sexually aroused by middle aged married men?! Wow! This is my lucky day! I have to score with Cameron...shit, that's not fair! April Fools was three days ago! 


#BrokenNews "'Top Gun 2' Plot Details Revealed" Wait! Did the first "Top Gun" have a plot? All I remember are a lot of planes and homoerotic subtext. 

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And that's a wrap on this week's bROkEN nEWs! I hope you've enjoyed today's installment. 

Remember, your concerns are important to me so if you have any complaints about today's post, please, I implore you, bring these to the attention of the bROkEN nEWs cOMpLAiNt dEpARtMeNt.


"Really? I don't think so, bub!"

Thank you! 

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Coming up on the blog...

Saturday: Doctor Who stuff!  

Sunday: The return of This (Non) Sporting Lifethe sports blog by a guy who doesn't know much about sports. College basketball is wrapping up and I'm trying (failing miserably) to care. 

Monday: Am I finally over the series finale to How I Met Your Mother? (Spoiler: Probably not.) 

Tuesday: We've gotta pay the bills, yo! A new And Now A Word From Our Sponsor.

Wednesday: DC Comics and Me gives way to a more expansive venue looking at my life as a reader of comic books. Make way for...Comics Blah Blah Comics! 

Thursday: Dave-El's Poetry Corner. Really.

And back around for another ALL NEW bROkEN nEWs next Friday

Thanks for dropping by and remember, be good to one another.  

Thursday, April 3, 2014

Welcome Back!





Hi there! 

Welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, the blog with EXTRA gluten! 

I am Dave-El and I am BACK! 

(cue crickets) 

Cause I've been away from the blog...

(crickets) 

...for awhile?

(crickets)

Really, I need to do something about these crickets! 

Moving on...

So what have I been up to lately? 

Well I...



  • Learned to speak aardvark.
  • Organized my ball bearing collection.
  • Communicated with crows in Concord NH.
  • Duck! 
  • Listened to "Everlong" by the Foo Fighters almost everyday.
  • The Foo Fighters rock! 
  • Gilded the lilly.
  • Volunteered as a hamburger helper.
  • Inverted inversions then inverted them again.
  • Jousting match, my good knight? By jove, what a smashing idea!
  • Unleashed a Kraken! Krakin? Krakken? Kracken? Who cares, I unleashed one of the damn things!
  • Lillies? Yep, gilded them suckers! 
  • Hey, Macarena
  • No! No Macarena! No! 
  • Oh, come on! One macarena? 
  • Please! Just one macarena? Pretty please?
  • I was questioned about my ball bearing collections.
  • Replied that I really do not know why I have a ball bearing collection.
  • Slipped on said ball bearing collection.
  • Tartar sauce! 
  • Undulated a couple of times.
  • Va-voomed once or twice.
  • Worked while I whistled. 
  • Summoned the X-men to my clean my gutters.
  • Yodeled! 
  • Zipped up my fly occasionally. 


So as you can see, I've spent my down time from the blog in very valuable and creative ways.  

Tomorrow, bROkEN nEWs is BACK after a two week break with ALL NEW hilarious material! 

Well, "all new" anyway. 

But before we go, as promised in the graphic at the start of today's post: 


Blue cheese dressing is a popular salad dressing and dip in the United States. It is usually made of some combination of mayonnaise, sour cream, yogurt, blue cheese, milk, vinegar, onion powder, and garlic powder. There is a blue cheese vinaigrette that consists of salad oil, blue cheese, vinegar, and sometimes seasonings. There is also a Midwestern US version that consists of blue cheese crumbles in a California style French dressing.

Most major salad dressing producers and restaurants in the United States produce a variant of blue cheese dressing. It is commonly served as a dip with buffalo wings or crudités (raw vegetables).


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Thank you! And until next time, be good to one another.  

Comic Book Retro 50:July 1976

Welcome to another edition of Comic Book Retro 50 where I look back at comics I bought 50 years ago., This month takes us back to July 1976....