You wouldn't know it to look at me, but I go to the gym almost every day. It's part of my valiant yet laughable attempt at forestalling the ravages of time, which are throttling me with a vengeance. I wasn't much to look at before cruising into middle age, so you can imagine the horror show Beloved wakes up next to every morning.
But, more to the point, I've noticed a weird happening in the locker room: Every so often, I'll go in, and someone will have left the sink running. Just gurgling away, water being unused, literally going down the drain. It's usually hot water, no less.
Why would someone do that? And why would someone do that more than once? It's not like they're flooding the place - the water is happily going down the drain as gravity gets things done. I don't get it. Someone please explain.
Meanwhile, let's check out Daredevil #58. At the end of the previous issue, Matt revealed his identity to Karen:
Note that the glasses were apparently under his mask again. How does he do that? Of course, this beautiful moment of making oneself vulnerable to the object of one's affections totally bites Matt in the keister years later when Karen sells his secret for a hit of smack. Learn from Matt's mistake, men!
Nice moment in history, though. Within six years, Matt actually made a move in his relationship, unlike DC's Clark Kent, who wouldn't reveal his identity to Lois Lane for over 40 years, and even then only so the comics wouldn't be too different from the television show.
"The official kiss from the D.A.'s secretary"? Is that in the job description when you apply to be a secretary in the D.A.'s office? How do you bring that up in the job interview? "Well, Miss Page, you have great references, a pleasant telephone demeanor and marvelous typing skills. Just one more thing: How do you feel about kissing strangers on a public stage like some sort of carnival freak?"
From Daredevil #59:
Check out the original Torpedo. This issue would be his one and only appearance before biting the big one, but Marvel would recycle the name in a few years in this very title. Apparently, a "torpedo" was another name for a hitman. You can tell this guy was a really good hitman because he twirled his gun. Twirling a gun is reserved for badasses only.