I Couldn't Sit Down All Night After What That Robot Did to Me!

Let's finish up the week with a quick stop at Superman #186, where we see more unnecessary animal abuse.  In fact, it happens so regularly, that we're going to make it a meme:

Unnecessary Animal Abuse! (tm!)

Yes, I realize the shark can't hurt me in any way, but that's no reason why I shouldn't punch it!

This has been Unnecessary Animal Abuse! (tm!)

And now, off to the next issue for another installment of

Jimmy Olsen Learns How Women Operate (tm!)

This has been another installment of Jimmy Olsen Learns How Women Operate (tm!).

Hey!  It's time for Fun with Out of Context Dialogue! (tm!)

This has been Fun with Out of Context Dialogue! (tm!)

It's funnier if you have to fill in the blanks of what the robot did to Lois, but if you simply must know:

Okay, it was just a Random Spanking (tm!):

But it's a million times funnier if you don't know that.  And dirtier.  Sometimes, dirtier is funnier.  Heck, most of the time it is.  I don't make the rules, folks.

See you Monday!

Superman Will Rescue You, But He Doesn't Have to LIKE You

Check out the attitude coming from Big Blue from Superman #185:

And that, my friends, was the entire thing concerning those teenagers.  I have never seen Superman insult people he was rescuing and frankly.... that seemed a little harsh.  Yeah, the kids were clearly not thinking, but they certainly didn't deserve all that from Supes.  Way harsh.

See you tomorrow!

Yugga!

Superman #184 simply reeked of awesome:

I would buy a "Weed Monster" solo comic.  I need to check with Childhood Pal Scott to see if there's any way I could acquire this character, because I smell gold, baby!

This was kind of a jerk move.  I mean, Superman is invulnerable, so he could have simply shoved the fish out of his way.  It's not like they could hurt him or anything.  Did he really have to smack them around?  No, he did not.

Superman finds himself under a red sun a lot.  A LOT.

But at least it's happened so many times that he clearly took some fisticuffs lessons from Batman:

And apparently, a punch from a de-powered Superman sounds like a rifle shot.  "Blam"?  Really?

Bring on more weird creatures!

Scare it away?  Why would you want to scare it away?  It's awesome!

See you tomorrow!

Superman's Job Hunt

Superman #182 had some awesomeness provided by contributor Robert Gillis and it was just so incredible that I couldn't wait to run what he sent.  But now, I've had a chance to read the ish for myself and.... well, there was more:

Yes, Superman was indeed looking for a new secret identity.  I'm not sure a fake mustache was a big improvement, disguise-wise, from the glasses he wore as Clark Kent, but there it is:

As soon as Supes took the job, I couldn't help but think of how much more problematic it would be for him to sneak away and do heroic things.  A reporter is in the field all the time, but being a butler kind of requires that you hang around the house most of the time.

But then again, it never occurred to me to simply get everyone in the house wildly drunk:

Yeah, I don't know how many times you could pull that off.

And when that pooped out, he became a famous disk jockey and saw some awesome musical acts like....

The Mutations!

The Picadilly Jailhouse Trio!

The Super-Cool Cat!

Yeah, I know.  It sounds horrible.  He was back to reporting by the end of the issue.

See you tomorrow!

Superman Fights a Girl... and Loses, Which Always Makes for Good Reading.

Well, I managed to dig myself out from my work pile.  Before it piles up again, let's take a look at more Superman Comics, starting with ish #177!

Hmmmm.... I realize Superman doesn't have Batman's detective skills, but it could be that aliens mean to doom the earth using a weird ray (Random Ray Usage! (tm!)) to turn everyone into protoplasm.  I'm just connecting the dots here.

Or, you know... people might just think you're twins.  We do have those here.

What?  Will Superman meet his death by snu-snu?  Nah.  But this story gave us some great moments:

Yeah, I could watch that all day.  And then...

Oh, wait.  That's a Trix ad.  I may have overshot my reading.  Sorry about that.

See you tomorrow!

In Which.... Eh, I'm Not Going to Spoil It

Dear Ones, I can't swear I'll have a new post on Monday.  I've just had one of those weeks.  Please bear with me and keep checking back and I'll continue to do my absolute best to keep the content coming.

With that said, let's check out Superman #177!

And then I'll keep doing it for every charity until I've created so many diamonds that they become useless!  What a great humanitarian I am!

Oh, eeeesh:

Yes, for the third time, we have the sentient-for-no-reason hunk of Kryptonite.  It's the worst storytelling device I've ever seen, and they just keep doing it.

And then it leads to moments like this:

It's a lot more entertaining if you don't know the backstory.

But then, there's this moment where Jimmy Olsen wore a Superman costume and rode a flying jackass:

So, how annoyed can I really be?  It's Jimmy Olsen wearing a Superman costume riding a flying jackass!  I'm only human, folks.

I'll do my best to see you Monday!

In Which Adam Reveals He Knows Far Too Much About Reality Television

As you've no doubt noticed, we are pretty much knee-deep in Silver Age weirdness as far as Superman Comics are concerned.  But that's okay with me whenever it involves the Super-Pets!

I had neglected to talk about it the first time, but the creators got greedy and taunted me with a second installment focused on the story of a chunk of Green Kryptonite that is sentient for no reason:

Hey!  Random Anti-Death Ray Usage!  (tm!)  Where were you yesterday when Pete Ross needed you?  

And the rock can apparently read minds.  When I was a kid, this was the kind of comic book story you prayed no one ever caught you reading... the ones that confirmed every negative connotation mainstream society had about comics.

But then you see Superman making reality television appearances, and everything's okay again.  Check it out:

I have high hopes for this reboot of Toddlers and Tiaras.

But wait!  There's more!

Next week on Master Chef...

Is it just me, or does it seem like a super lucrative business making Superman and Supergirl costumes?

Yeah, you can't get away with that sort of thing on America's Next Top Model.  You don't even want to know what secrets are revealed when Superman's gaze goes south of her neckline.

And finally...

Yup!  Shark Tank!  Take that, Kevin O'Leary!