My Cape has Flesh-Colored Highlights! Yeah, Let's Go with That! Thursday!

So, I was reading Detective Comics #487 and was checking out the Robin solo story.  Here, we find Robin in a typical Robin-style quandry:

Okay, that's fine.  No problem.  Until this:

And then this:

Now, I had to read this a few times to figure out what the heck was being used as a dummy leg here.  I mean, Batman teaches you to be resourceful and all, but I can't imagine anyone toting around a nine foot leg.

So, it finally occurs to me that Robin isn't wearing his cape in that last panel, so it must be his cape.

You know, his bright yellow cape.

His bright yellow, not even remotely the color of the flesh of any human being that has walked the Earth, now or ever.

Well, clearly the colorist is cheating and making Robin's cape flesh-colored for these two panels, which constitutes clear shenanigans.  I realize that a bright yellow leg wouldn't have fooled anyone, so he probably felt obliged to fudge a little to make it more believable.  But, seriously?  That needs to go back to the artist to make changes, because there is no salvaging that with color swatches.

Oh, comics.  I love you, yet you treat me this way.

But then I read something like this:

Ahhhh.  Thanks, Action Comics #104!

I'll see you tomorrow!

Pow Chk Thk Bump Monday!

And now, from Detective Comics #453, I bring you...

Sound Effect Theater! (tm!):

This was actually a pretty good era for Detective.  The Batman stories, despite the lack of costumed villains, were pretty good and stuck to the spirit of the "detective" aspect by requiring Bats to use his sleuthing skills.

The back-up stories were pretty decent, as well.  Gone were the reprints, and instead we got stories from Hawkman, Green Arrow, Black Canary, the Atom, and of course...

It's in the bag!  And by "bag," I mean the bag holding your testicles, which I am clearly crushing right now!  Tell the underworld not to ef with Ralph Effin' Dibny!

Hey, did you know there was a Plastic Man pilot made for Cartoon Network?  No?  Well, here it is:

I would have watched the heck out of that show.  You dropped the ball, Cartoon Network!

See you tomorrow!

A Spare Rod Friday!

So I'm checking out Detective #444, which is the issue prior to my first Batman comic, ever.  I'm not sure why my father picked it up, but I remember I was at the mobile home he used as an office (he owned a mobile home dealership at the time), and he brought it in.  I presume it was to keep me out of his hair, and it worked.  The only problem is, nearly 40 years later, is we can see that it worked too well.

Anyway, I was one issue past #444, so I missed out on the Kid Eternity reprint, which was probably just as well.  I don't think I would have really understood the concept behind Kid Eternity at that age.  Heck, I barely understand it now.

But anyway, here's some Fun with Out of Context Dialogue (tm!) from that story:

Someone desperately needs a biology class.

Hey, if you want sophisticated humor, I have no idea what you're doing here.

It's been awhile since we've seen the Elongated Man stretch a new part of his body.  I don't think we've seen this one.  No, it's not that, but his heel:

Again, what kind of muscle control do you have in your heels?  I love Ralph, but shenanigans!

Hey!  This is awesome!:

I want one of these.  And I don't mean "I wish I'd had one as a kid."  I mean, I want one of these, in my house, the minute I get home.

I tried to see if I could find a commercial, but all I found was this dog named Duke playing with his squeaky toy:

.... and frankly, I'm happy with that.  See you Monday, hepcats!