Raising a Super Kid

Well, Melissa is a few weeks away from her 17th birthday. But almost ten yhears ago, in Mr. Richardson's 2nd grade class at Arthur Elementary in good ol' OKC, she did a "book report" on one of DC's little-kiddy-type Superman books.

As you can see from the the flight of Superbaby, this is the REAL Super-Deal, the "pre-crisis" Superman.
Here's her book report.
When she says her favorite part of the book is "when the ball ran into Clark and got knocked out," look closer!
It's "bull," not "ball." Yep, when toddler Clark had his back turned ripping up a tree stump from the ground, Pa Kent's prize bull took a run at him.
To quote the book, "The poor bull never knew what hit him." This is accompanied by the drawing of stars and moons above the goofy, cross-eyed bull's head.
"And that evening the Kent family ate the best steaks ever, thanks to little Clark's heat vision. The poor bull never knew what hit him."
NOT REALLY! I made that last part up.
But, Melissa DID get a star for her book report, as you can see.
More next time!

A Short One for Today

Here's a little panel of Herman from January 4, 1990.





Personally, I wore a towel around my neck when I used to try this ...

All You Need Is the Game!

Or, perhaps, you could call this post "I never played the game."

Nope, never had an Atari game system.

But I found the rules to this game, and check it out!

Note the state-of-the-art graphics in the "screen caps" of the various scenarios.

Also,. note the GRREAT Curt Swan art on the cover, and also in the interior.

Boy, on the front cover of the game rules, ol' Supes looks pretty darned sad, don't he?

This kind of reflects the Silver Age sensibilities, in which Lost Krypton was the forever-lost Golden Age of existence, to which the Man of Steel continually hearkened in flashbacks, time journeys, and "Imaginary Stories" which might never happen, but then again, just might!

See ya!

I Know How Sarge Feels!

OK, so I didn't win any prizes at the SoonerCon 2007 costume contest in my Bizarro No. 1 outfit. Still, it was interesting that several under-10s kept calling me "Superman." I guess we have a lot of Bizarro-education to do among the preschool set.

Anyway, here's another comic from the 1990 stash.
Wait a minute! I just realized something! If those kids acted like they DIDN'T recognize me as Bizarro #1, that meant they really DID recognize me, and were paying me a Bizarro compliment by pretending to NOT KNOW who I was supposed to be!
Yeah!
Right?

And You Thought He Was Only Interested in Bats!

Here we have a cute little blurb about Robert Wuhl, the obnoxious reporter with designs on Vicki Vale in the first Batman movie, looking all Super-Mensch-ish.

Oh. He had an HBO special, he MUST be funny.

See you next time!