New 52 JL Beach TowelThis post could also be titled “Reason 1,458 That My Wife is Awesome”.  Recently Rachel, my wife and enabler, went to Target and bought me this beach towel because she thought I would like it.  I don’t normally use beach towels but every once in a while we’ll get one especially if it has Superman on it.  I really like this one too.  It would have been nice to see more of the League on the towel specifically Aquaman since he’s, you know, water based and all that but this is a pretty dynamic image nonetheless.

My biggest takeaway from this towel is that this is the first non-action figure merchandise I have seen that has the new Superman costume on it.  I don’t really count action figures as merchandising anymore because those are every bit as collectible as the comics and are mainly aimed at both the comic book reading audience and action figure collectors.  So to see something like this which is ostensibly aimed at children with the new Superman on it was surprising in that way that it shouldn’t have been.  In a few short months stores are going to be flooded with merchandise tied to MAN OF STEEL so that version of the costume is going to be seemingly everywhere so by that point it will be commonplace but to see the comic book version out is still kind of novel.

More than anything it was awesome that my wife thought of me while she was shopping.  She really is the best enabler/wife a comic book fan could ask for.


I own a number of Superman related sleep shorts and pants.  One of the many reasons I am looking forward to Man of Steel next year is that they will hopefully release more as the ones I currently have are getting a little threadbare.  Despite that fact I will never buy this particular pair of Superman boxers.

I mean sure these are funny as hell, but they also creep me out a bit.


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A few weeks back I was doing my normal round of blog reading and caught this post  about DC related Hostess treats over at Speed Force.  I was amused and not just because the Green Lantern cupcakes were called, “Glo-Balls.”  Really, Hostess?  That’s the best you could come up with?  Aside from suddenly acting like a fourteen year old I thought it was kind of cool that DC’s 75th Anniversary celebration was so far reaching that they even reached the snack cake world.  I was at Wal-Mart the other night buying some groceries and saw the Flash and Green Lantern related cakes as well as Batman’s cup cake box.  I was literally starting to say, “Where are the Superman related snack treats?” when I saw these.

There it is; my favorite super-hero ever on the box of my favorite snack cakes EVER!

Sometimes it all comes together.

I shouldn’t be this excited over a box of Twinkies but I thought this was really cool.  Not cool enough to buy multiple boxes because I really don’t need to eat that many Twinkies and there is something really gross about keeping a box of snack treats for decades but word on the street the Twinkies would still be good years down the road so there you go.  Still, one box is enough, at least for me.  I’ll probably hang on to the packaging after I am done with the Twinkies in about a week or so.

Superman Twinkies!  What a way to kick off my stay-cation!

Tomorrow: YouTube Tuesday!

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I had a really long and hard day so this post will not be as “exciting” as the ones I have done in the past.  I started typing out something substantial but the weight of the day and the fact that I pulled a muscle in my chest proved to be kind of a buzz kill, so I am going to take the lazy way out and go back to the YouTube well.


Ah, Superman Peanut Butter.  I know I had some as a kid but for the life of me I can’t remember how it tasted.  I mean I’m sure it tasted like peanut butter because that would have been kind of a rip-off if it hadn’t.  “Hey, Mike, we got you some Superman Peanut Butter!”

“But this tastes like cod liver oil and feet,”

“Don’t be silly, son.  It’s peanut butter.  With a Superman logo on the lid.  Eat it.”

And another in a long line of psychological scars stemming from my childhood would have been born.

The thing that gets me about that commercial is the fact that the Dad is shown to be sneaking a taste.  This bothers me on two levels.  One, why wasn’t he at least using a spoon or knife, which is just gross and two, why was he having to sneak a taste in the first place?  Are parents not allowed to eat the official peanut butter of the Man of Steel?


Do you get the feeling from this commercial that Superman hangs around grocery stores waiting to pimp his smooth and creamy peanut butter?  I mean the Dad here was fine with his own brand but Superman had to go and butt in.  Kind of makes you wonder what would have happened if the guy had said no.

DAD: Our brand is just fine.

SUPERMAN: Have you ever tried my delicious and wholesome peanut butter, sir?

DAD: No, but I’m sure it’s great.  We’ll get it next time.

SUPERMAN: Are you sure you don’t want to try it?  It’s creamy and smooth.

DAD: That’s fine, but we already have some peanut butter at the house, so we’ll get it next time.  I promise.

SUPERMAN: What if there isn’t a next time?

DAD: What?

SUPERMAN: Well, you know, sir, accidents happen all the time.  It would be awful if something happened to your wife and daughter.

DAD: Are you…are you threatening me?

SUPERMAN: Not at all, sir.  I am merely pointing out that on abandoned stretches of road things happen.  Tires blow out.  Tornadoes pop up.  Meteors can fall and crush the life out of your spouse and your cute little girl.  Or maybe you’re daughter is crossing the street and a car careens out of control.  Or maybe your wife runs into a gang of hoodlums in the middle of the night.  Sure would be a shame if my attention was elsewhere at the moment.

DAD: Okay, okay, okay.  I’ll buy the damn peanut butter.

SUPERMAN: Good choice, sir.  Now no one will get hurt.

DAD: What?

SUPERMAN: Now everyone can enjoy my peanut butter.  Good-bye.

Superman sure can be a jerk sometimes.


What is so top secret about this peanut butter that not only is Lex Luthor willing to torture Superman into revealing it’s secrets but that Superman won’t say something like, “We use fresh peanuts, that’s it.”  Either Superman is hiding something about his peanut butter or Lex Luthor is a moron.

It’s a fifty/fifty shot really.

That’s it for today.  I’ll have something more substantial tomorrow.  Promise.

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