Yes, I know that between World's Finest, Detective Comics and his own self-titled book, I've been doing a truckload of Batman-related posts. I expect this will change relatively soon. In my defense, it's hard to read something else when it seems like a guarantee that the Silver Age Batman will give me something.
Like these little dandies from Detective Comics #309:
Death.... rides a wheeled polka-dotted dinosaur.I don't know who is running this carnival, but I see a lawsuit in the making:
Considering the kind of giant-sized exhibits they usually have at museums and gas stations in Gotham City, I would hardly think this statute is a jaw-dropper, but bear with me.And what is the deal with this fun house?
But as long as everyone worships Batman at the end, I suppose it's okay:
I am the Avenger of Evil, striking terror into the hearts and souls of criminals everywhere. I am also the King of Mari Gras! Come on, ladies! You know what I want to see! You've gotta earn these beads!I haven't decided what I'm going to incorporate into this blog next, but with issues like that, it's hard to turn away.
See you tomorrow!



2 comments:
As someone from New Orleans, I have to say this is the most humdrum Mardi Gras float ever. And in a city that is full of giant, working props! Someone was napping at the design table.
Love the fun house prop..lol
Just love how the writers write themselves out of a corner and make it has normal as possible..in the process it makes it so funny..
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