So I'm what...one or two weeks behind on my review of Grant Morrison and Richard Case's Doom Patrol #56?
I thought I should at least pop up to let you know that I'm safe and have made it through the issue with no ill effects to my sanity or worldview. It was actually a rather straightforward issue, so I didn't even need to utilize my safeword. In fact, this issue may take the cake as the most mainstream and conventional super-hero comic book I've read for this blog yet. I'm probably exaggerating, but what other book have I read that allows me to post a pic like this one?
That's right, it's an honest-to-goodness superhero emerging from a telephone booth!
(Never you mind that the telephone booth is a method of communication for a sentient transvestite street who's actually a member of the Doom Patrol.)
In reality, I'm just recuperating from a very intense week and a half featuring a combination of day job responsibilities and helping Mrs. Random Longbox out at one of her outdoor art festivals. I didn't think it was possible, but I swear I have sweat off my body weight three times over during the recent heat wave that swept through the Midwest.
I'm taking another day or two off, but thanks for checking back during my sabbatical and I'll see you before the week's out for the long delayed Doom Patrol review.