First, a moment of respect to Dwayne McDuffie, a great writer and, by all accounts, a great person. His contributions to the medium were many and he'll be missed by fanboys and fangirls everywhere. I'm sure I speak for us all as I offer our collective condolences to his loved ones.
I always enjoyed Robin solo stories, and I'm far from alone. Dick Grayson was a very likable guy, so he got solo stories in Star-Spangled Comics, Batman Family, and fairly regular back-up stories in Detective. Of course, it wasn't until Tim Drake took the mantle that Robin got his own full-blown solo title, and I like Tim as well.
Jason Todd, who was a big butt-head, justifiably never got many solo stories of which I'm aware.
Meanwhile, let's take a look at a Robin solo from Star-Spangled Comics #109:
I don't recall taking an aptitude test until I reached college. It said I was meant to be a Chaplain in the Armed Forces, and in many ways I think it was accurate. For many reasons, it's just as well I didn't follow it, but I can see why that would have been a great career option for me.
I envy people who have a calling. I'm still not sure what mine is, and I'm about to be put out to pasture any day now. I don't think I'm in the minority, though. I think most folks just make the best out of what jobs are around at the time.
You know what Mary shouldn't be around? Ink.:
Geez, Mary, if you can't take a test in high school without spilling ink everywhere, I don't know that you're going to endear yourself to potential editors. I'm just saying.
Hey, it's Peg-Leg Baxter!:
That.... is a mighty big diagram, and I'm not at all sure it's necessary, especially for a bad guy who they aren't even bothering Batman with.
Uh-oh. Meanwhile, Mary's screwed:
Well, if the standardized test says it, you should clearly abandon your lifelong dream. Because the school is going to send out those test results to every newspaper, quarterly, and even the fine folks at Grit to make sure no one accidentally hires this no-talent and gives her a chance to develop her skills. That's how they roll in the Gotham Educational System.
Hey! It's Peg-Leg Baxter! Again!:
I understand he's got a gimmick there, but it seems very unwieldy. I mean, the guy had two perfectly good hands with opposable thumbs. I didn't get it in Planet Terror, either:
I, for one, would be worried that I would step on a stone or something, unknowingly clog the barrel of the weapon, and then have the thing misfire and blow off my other leg. It could totally happen. Don't act like you don't see it.
Just for fun, here are some fans complaining about comics going up to fifty cents. The outrage!
Sputter! I'll not have it!
And they're complaining about the 100 page for fifty (later sixty) cents issues! I never thought I'd see the day when regular-sized comics would be a dollar, much less four bucks! Madness, I tells ya. I'm really not sure why anyone buys the individual comics when trade paperbacks are so much better and cost less. It's a preference thing, I suppose.
I'll see you tomorrow!