And now, courtesy of All-Select Comics #10:
We're starting a Character Name Hall of Fame, because any character named "Inspector Butts" deserves no less.
I try not to be too critical of Golden Age comics, because I certainly couldn't draw any better and comics were still a relatively new medium, but really:
The Sub-Mariner has developed a head shaped like a Nacho Cheese Dorito. It hasn't always been that way.
Hey, here's a buck to be made!:
I've never heard the words "valuable" and "plastic" used in the same sentence. No wonder they were advertising in comic books and not, say, Popular Mechanics or Scientific American.
And, lest I forget, today's post is in tribute to my dog, Molly, who had to be put to sleep on Saturday. Molly was a Jack Russell/Chihuahua mix that I found in the parking lot at work about 5 years ago. She had heartworms and was very old at the time, but we got those fixed and she lived a good amount of time with us before senility set in and rather than have her continue a life of confusion and fear, we decided to let her go. I hope she forgives us and understands why we had to do it, and we look forward to seeing her, and all of my pets, again someday. Always the wanderer, she is now free to explore Heaven to her heart's content. So long, girl.... you'll be missed.
See you tomorrow!