Thanks for the correction. Her most important contribution after becoming Eclipso was in Blue Beetle (2006) #16 which was appropriately titled the following:

“Florida Boomer” really frames the story by conveying the proper mix of “get off my lawn!” and “divorced guy energy” to motivate someone to endanger the lives of innocents because of a trivial annoyance. 

It’s because they feel called out. I don’t drink, never have. Will be standing around minding my own business with a gingerale and some schmuck will invariably ask me why I’m not drinking. It then devolves into an increasingly desperate interrogation from the other person about why I don’t drink:

Like sawdust. But, to be fair, it’s made with five (5) whole grains. So it has that going for it.

Diana Burnwood: Good morning, 69. Your targets are known respectively as The Painter and The Pruner.

I know everyone wants Rosenbaum to reprise his Lex Luthor role, but how about another DC character he played? Here’s a thought I had: In a future episode of Flash, they meet a Wally West from another Earth. An older one, married to Linda, with kids, Jai and Iris.

How does the heat compare to Paqui’s Ghost Pepper tortilla chips? For me, those are the gold standard of a spicy chip.

I’d be more excited if they announced Rosenbaum returning as Lex or Flash.

one important thing- coneys are meant for knife & fork eating, if you’re served one you can pick up and eat without making a mess then you’re being cheated (unless you specifically request it be made that way.) This is the archetype:

why  am I not surprised that Florida could fuck up a relatively simple coney dog?

There goes my hero

‘Bounty hunter’? Shouldn’t that be ‘freelance peacekeeping agent’?

I’d like to see an idiot’s guide to deep frying. It’s the one thing I never do because I’m convinced I’ll kill myself doing it. Also something about air fryers-a comparison or something.

I used to live across the street from a Thai/Vietnamese restaurant in the East Bay Area that somehow defied the “if they try to do two kinds of food, they probably both suck” convention and, in fact, had the best pho and the best Thai food in the East Bay. I’m a very objective person, and my seemingly hyperbolic…

I finished the fries. And the large soda. And nothing else the entire day on either Saturday or Monday. Because dear gods, that sandwich is like eating a cartoon anvil.

A lot of time Salty gets heat for the profoundly stupid questions people ask, and I’m tempted to clamber aboard that shade train, but I try to remember I may have a few more spins around the sun than the person asking the question, and more experience in the hospitality industry. Salty does well to go over what we may…

Sharkbomb.

Fire got most of us.  CancerAIDS got the rest.  

You mated on the plane? I guess it would be all downhill from there...

Enough about the girl... Tell me about the BAO!