ANOTHER BABE Of The DAY - LESLIE BIANCHINI...

Remember those old cartoons

and comic strips where a light goes on

over someone's head when they suddenly

have a really good idea?  That's just what's

happened here with LESLIE BIANCHINI.

She's twigged how extremely handsome I

am, and that it'd be a good idea to ask me

out on a date.  (And she's right on both

 counts, bright gal that she is.)

PULSATING PIN-UPS PART TWO: SUPERMAN & CO...

Images copyright DC COMICS

Okay, we've had the Bat-guy, so now it's time for the big red 'S'.  (The sequence of posting doesn't show favouritism on my part, it's merely the order in which I picked up the comics for scanning.)  I don't know if JOHN BYRNE currently works on any mags, but if not, it's a real shame 'cos he sure produced some delightful drawings on a regular basis back in the day.  This is one of them, based on the cover of SUPERMAN #38, 1946.  Wanna see more?  Then say so!

PULSATING PIN-UPS PART ONE: BATMAN, ROBIN, & BATGIRL...

Images copyright DC COMICS

Here's a cracking pin-up for you, taken from the peerless publication below.  (Well, it's not exactly 'peerless' as there's a SUPERMAN companion mag, but you know how I love alliteration.)  If you all behave yourselves, I might show you a few more awesome images.  Would you like that, Criv-ites?  Then let me know, I'm not a bloody mind-reader!  (I am actually, but I don't like to boast about it.  I'm a very modest guy.)

BABE Of The DAY - ABIGAIL RATCHFORD...

It's nice and sunny, so here's a

honey - ABIGAIL RATCHFORD.

Note the way she's looking at me - she

clearly recognises a real man when

 she sees one.  (Clever gal.)

The FINAL BOW - EXIT, STAGE LEFT...

Image copyright MARVEL COMICS

"I wish I knew where I was going to die - 'cos I wouldn't go there!" runs the old joke.  And that's about as funny as this post will get, as I want to ask you a serious question.  First though, let me try and pave the way.  When I was a great deal younger than I am today, I'd sometimes imagine my deathbed scene, which usually took place in the bedroom of one particular house - not the one in which I live today, but the previous one.  I'm not sure why, but that's the way it would go.

Okay, so here it is.  Have any of you ever thought forward to your final moments, and imagined where it might happen and what it will be like?  Would your 'ideal' (not the right word, but you know what I mean) scenario be going peacefully in your sleep, or being surrounded by those dear to you as you slipped quietly away, knowing they loved you and that you'd made an immense and appreciated difference to their lives?

I suppose I'll be alone when I croak, just as I've always been.  Never really fitted in anywhere, even as a child.  I'll just slowly breathe my last one day and the world will go on as it's always done, and no one will miss me or shed a tear.  In my 'future projections', there was never anyone around my bedside in my final moments, and there's no reason to think the actual event will be any different to my imagining of it.  (Unless it's a team of doctors and nurses perhaps.)

I take a small measure of consolation from the fact that my name will yet be seen in old comics and appear in new reprints, but it's poor compensation for not being around in person to see and appreciate it.  So, if it's not too upsetting to consider, have you ever thought about your passing and how it might play out 'on the day'?  Or would you prefer not to think about such dark matters?  Either way, leave a comment, even if it's just to try and lighten the mood around here.

("For feck's sake, Kid, that's some heavy sh*t!")