Any one else think it’s strange that we chose to do those Lesbian strips during Pride Week, here in the great city of Toronto? Another odd coincidence, I swear. I mean, do we really look like the kind of guys who would have the foresight to plan such a thing? Yeah, I think not.
Power Girl. Ah, sweet Power Girl. For those of you who don’t know, Power Girl is Superman’s cousin, and formerly Supergirl of Earth-2. Or something like that. There have been so my different Earths and Crisisisis in the DC universe, that it would take a mathematician to be able to keep it straight, and I assure you I am not one. The constant however has been the Power Girls, so to speak. They have long stook perkily for Truth, Justice, and the American Way. In fact, I think they were named Truth and Justice at one point. Longtime listeners to The Watchtower will remember us having a roiling debate about how big is too big, and in Power Girl’s case, she is toeing the line. That being said however, if they were to change her, I would immediately strike up a protest to match that of the G8 Summit. After all, some of the best jokes in the history of the DCU have come at the expense of those Twin Towers of Truth.
So I know it’s lame to talk about the weather, but is it as hot where you are as it is here? We have both over recent days fallen victim to the Flop Sweat. You know the sweat I mean, the one where you aren’t even moving, and yet for some reason are covered in sweat. The geniuses who lived in our apartment before we did felt the need to seal the living room windows shut, and so all we can open is a small window in the living room. Also, we can’t seem to find a plug in the place that is able to handle our Circa 1972 Carrier Siesta Air Conditioner without blowing the fuses. It’s going to be a long, sweaty summer, and more that likely not in the good way.
Since it’s so hot inside, I took my little 7-Inch DVD player and set up a lawn chair out back and watched a movie outside. It’s such a nice night, and it’s far enough away from the streetlights that it was pitch dark. I could see the stars and it was like sitting on a dock somewhere watching a movie. The serenity was actually moreso than I expected, and it made Snakes on A Plane that much more enjoyable (if that’s even possible, how awesome was THAT?!?!) It’s a small thing, but it amused me. Startled some of my neighbors, but amused me.
I will take my leave of you now. Keep cool and stay with us a Boob Month begins winding down. Or would twisting down work better? Meh, you decide, I need a Freezie.
Sweating through my pants,
-MM
