Superman vs. the Roomba

So the new Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. TV series debuted to very strong ratings, tying for first in its time slot.  I haven't seen it yet... I've taped it.  Yes, I am part of the one family left in civilization who actually uses a VCR.  And I'm so far behind in my TV watching that it will literally be around Christmas before I actually see the first episode. I kid you not - we're watching stuff I recorded in May right now.

Anyway, check it out:

Doc Strange?  Have you got a minute?

Sure, Terror.  What's up?

I'm reading this comic and... do you see this?

Is that a picture of us reading this comic... on the comic?  Hey, Yank!  C'mere!

I'm not talking to you guys.  You're just going to say, "We've got a job for you, Yank," and then make obscene hand gestures.

No, seriously... look at this!

Hey... is that the three of us in the comic reading the comic?

I know, right?

Gentlemen... my mind is blown.  Hey, do I really look that stupid in this hat?

Enough of that.  Meanwhile:

I appreciate your youthful enthusiasm, Tim... but you may want to tone it down just a scontch.

Check out the premise for the Superman story from Action Comics #167:

You can't prove I'm operating the machines, Superman!  I've stumped you!

Actually, if he's disavowing any ownership or control of the machines, I presume Superham did the logical thing and felt free to smash them into little tiny pieces.  Crisis averted, story boring.  NEXT!

Oh, for the love of...

Tim, I really think you should cool it and be more care...

DANG it, Tim!  What did I just say?

See you Monday!

It's Not Fun Until Someone Yells "AI-EEEEE!"

Hey, gang!  Did you ever want to be on AMC's Comic Book Men?  I got a note from a casting agent that says they're lookin', so if you live in the NJ area you may want to check it out.

In a bit of a rush, but there's always time to continue our look at America's Best Comics #5!

The Doc Strange story this issue introduced us to the Green Ghoul....

Any similarities between the Green Ghoul and the Red Skull are entirely coincidental.  At least, that's what we'll say in court.

That ring he's packing had some sort of explosive quality to it.  I mean, not explosive enough that it blew anyone's face off if he hit them with it although that would have been awesome.

But explosive rings mean nothing to a cheesed-off Virginia:

Not that the world couldn't always use one less Nazi, but I imagine the authorities might have appreciated the opportunity to interrogate the guy.  I mean, there was a war going on and all.  But the war efforts of a nation mean nothing to a woman scorned, so take note, fellas!

I found evidence that misleading profile pics existed long before the Internet:

Theo is kind of a jerk.

See you tomorrow!