Wednesday, November 10, 2004
yeah, i've got some problems...
i was just on the subway, heading to my beloved comicbookery striking a perfect new york ‘no-eye-contact’ seating position, with my head down, engrossed in the latest issue of my beloved vice magazine. i coughed a little cough and in doing so, accidentally let a big glob of saliva fall out of my mouth onto my sweater. i winced inwardly, made pretend nothing happened, hoped no one saw that, and thanked the train gods that the next stop was mine.
# posted by Sweatpants Money : 11/10/2004 02:02:00 PM
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I was deeply flattered to see my alter-ego added as a link on your site -- though I hope this wasn't motivated by a feeling of obligation from my linking you on mine. I really enjoy your blog and wanted to share it. I wasn't looking for a return of any kind.
& on another note, I'll have you know I was in the Legion of heroes but was asked to step down. Seems my super power of bipolarity was too much for them. They said my going around asking everyone for hugs and kisses and then shortly later telling them all to fuck themselves during briefings with the Pentagon on the communicator screen was not conducive to a professional not for profit vigilante crime fighting organization. Also, Batman felt intimadated by me. He called me a stalker just for taking his tights from the laundry and sniffing them. As if the dark knight could be stalked! Whatever. If you ask me, they're just a bunch of homophobic hypocrites, getting all dressed up and pretty to go out in public then ostracizing me simply because I wanted to feng shui the hall of justice. Ungrateful meta humans! Where do you think Wonder Woman got the idea for a gold and red bodice anyway?
P.S. you said "moniker." you rock.
& on another note, I'll have you know I was in the Legion of heroes but was asked to step down. Seems my super power of bipolarity was too much for them. They said my going around asking everyone for hugs and kisses and then shortly later telling them all to fuck themselves during briefings with the Pentagon on the communicator screen was not conducive to a professional not for profit vigilante crime fighting organization. Also, Batman felt intimadated by me. He called me a stalker just for taking his tights from the laundry and sniffing them. As if the dark knight could be stalked! Whatever. If you ask me, they're just a bunch of homophobic hypocrites, getting all dressed up and pretty to go out in public then ostracizing me simply because I wanted to feng shui the hall of justice. Ungrateful meta humans! Where do you think Wonder Woman got the idea for a gold and red bodice anyway?
P.S. you said "moniker." you rock.
dude, you're thinking of the superfriends, aka the justice league. i was talking about the legion of superheroes. similar, and yet entirely different. i'd explain further if i didn't know that doing so would instantly knock you unconsious with boredom.
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