Say that five times fast.

I often thought that would make a great Hulk promotional event. The Tattered Purple Pants Party. People would come for miles around, all wearing the swankiest of Tattered Purple Pants. Which brings me to another question. Why Purple? What was Bruce Banner’s deal with always wearing purple pants? I know it was the 60′s, and weird stuff was going on, but dude. Chinos. Jeans. Try some.

All right, enough of that. I really enjoyed my foray into the world of Photograph Augmentation this past weekend. I think I have a certain knack for imagining huge stickman destroying cities. If you have any good vacation pics you would like me to ruin, please feel free to send them along. They don’t even have to be cityscape pics, they can be anything really. Except you in a bathing suit or underwear. Unless you are holding a copy of your drivers license that proves you are over 18. Then I might consider it.

So, as you can tell by my artistic endeavors, I was pretty bored this past weekend. Everyone got a holiday but me. Fortunately, I was able to put that time to good use and I am proud to say, that a full 6 months after we moved into HQ 2.0, the last box has been unpacked. It was full of glasses for those of you who were wondering. Drinking glasses. Not spectacles. Just to be clear.

Also, in my boredom, I took a couple of walks and stumbled onto a pretty cool bookstore near the ol’ homestead. They had a little graphic novel section, and I was able to pick up some good stuff, at a fairly cheap price. Full details will soon be available on The Watchtower site. The best find though, was a hardcover book that collected all of the daily Superman newspaper strips from 1939 – 1942. I got to see the origin of Superman as told by his creators, Seigel and Shuster, as well as see a side of Supes that I wasn’t really familiar with. Superman kind of acts like a jerk in these early stories. It’s very strange to see him that way, and not as the loveable All-American Boyscout I know and love. But the best part is that I got this treasure for the low, low price of $9. That’s a pretty darn good deal, if I do say so myself.

So that’s the big news from my weekend all alone. I cleaned. I read. I watched movies. I ruined people’s vacation photos. I ate an unhealthy amount of take-out. This weekend however, I have some plans. Big plans. I will elaborate more on Friday, but they are big. Like, giant teardrop big.