Wow, did anyone catch Sons of Anarchy last night? When you can make life in a motorcycle gang boring, you've really accomplished something. After 38 minutes of our lives that we will never get back, Beloved and I cut our losses and went to bed.
Ah, sleep. Sweet slumber, where I can regale myself with more fun from All-Star Comics #13!:
Ahhhhhh! Uranus jokes! Coming at me faster than I can comment upon them!
Gotta watch out for the gas coming from Uranus.....
I'll save Uranus.... and mine too!
Don't stop dreaming on Uranus....
Whew! I'm taking a break from Uranus!
I can't breathe, and yet my ability to speak is unaffected. Science is truly a mystery....
They learn to speak to each other in mathematical equations.
Take that in for a second.
They are able to do their algebra homework together, and somehow this opens the door to near-instantaneous linguistic symmetry.
Those people who make The Rosetta Stone software are so screwed....
Meanwhile, Wonder Woman has given up taking notes for the meetings of morons and gone off on an adventure of her own, where things are working out just fine:
but we can't end without:
Thank you! Thank you! Never let it said I don't ride a joke until even the local junior high kids are looking at me with a mixture of sympathy and disgust.
See you tomorrow!