Sunday, September 03, 2006

You may note...

That Alan Moore, whom Maricel suspects of being part of the red menace wrote it. But enough with my geekdom.

see you in the funny papers...
Simon

Other Gotham Girls to note:

Poison Ivy: as we all know scientists are the first to lose their grips and turn into super villians. Just a hint to the scientists of the world: AVOID PETER PARKER.

Catwoman: I think I may be dating her.

Batgirl: Also known as Oracle. Barbara Gordon is one of my favorite characters. To have someone become paralyzed and keep it that way is honest and a little bit brave.

By the way, if you get the chance read The Killing Joke. But not if you need to sleep that night.

If I were an evil lying cow where would I put my earrings?

I considered this question while enjoying a Batman: The Animnated Series DVD with Maricel. In my opinion, none of the live action movies has been as exciting, well-done and sexy as the cartoon. That Harley Quinn is one hot mama. Though, like a lot of other hot mamas I've known, she likes her some bad boy. I cannot tell you how many girls have told me I'm too nice. You know what, I'm not that nice. Just ask SWSNBN. I think. Maybe she left because I'm too nice. Or because I'm a nice/not nice fence straddler. I dunno. Something to ponder, I reckon.

Ellen jogged by us as we sat there...

eating ice cream and probing my memories. She asked after Brian and I gave her the latest news. Told her we had dinner with the folks and she laughed. "How's that sister of yours?"
Maricel laughed, too. "Fine, she thinks I'm a mail-order prostitute."
"I'll bet she'll have a candlelight vigil for you." Ellen said. "She-who-you-don't-say-the-name-of is pretty ticked at you."
I didn't bother to correct her. "What else is new?"
"Says she's gonna sue you." Ellen grinned.
"For preventing a breaking and entering?" I suggested.
"For stealing her granny's earrings." She said.
"I thought I was the one who took them." Maricel said.
"I'd be patting down Brian if it was me." Ellen said.
"Yeah, sue him." I said. "You'll get a huge percentage of less than nothing."
"You don't have her damn earrings tucked away somewhere, do you?" Ellen asked.
"I don't steal frickin' earrings." I said. "Just souls, Ellie Mae."
"Is there some place she might have put them?" She suggested.
"Screw her." I said. "Let her get married without them at her fabulous destination wedding."
"It would be an easy way to shut her up and get her off your back." Ellen said. "Cause she's nuts, Hon. You never seemed to see it, but she's nuts."
"Am I nuts?" Maricel asked.
"Well, you're living with him." Ellen said.