I think I have a bruised rib.

Saturday night as I was heading to my car, I realized that I had forgotten something inside.

I attempted to jog back to my door, but slipped on the wet grass and straight-up spread-eagled it on the lawn.

The worst part was that I was in a Catwoman costume at the time.

I stood up, shaking my head. “That was not very catwomanly at all.”

Now my ribs really hurt. I think I’ll just pretend it’s from a baddie’s boot.


Was going to post this when I first read it via Paulie. But I forgot.

It’s just a really great article.

Four of the seven “New 52”s I put on my pull list are superheroines, because this issue has always really intrigued me. Needless to say, Catwoman #1 was disheartening. I think Paul’s tweet said it best, “When I saw that last page from Catwoman, I was all like:

However, after a similar conversation with my brother-in-law last night, I’ve been doubly¬† encouraged to pick up Brubaker’s Catwoman, and have already got my hands on Batwoman: Elegy. We’ll see how the #2s fare soon.

Regardless, the article above is a great read.

"This is not about these women wanting things; it’s about men wanting to see them do things, and that takes something that really should be empowering — the idea that women can own their sexuality — and transforms it into yet another male fantasy."