It's just that I've been a little distracted by Spider-Man over the past week. Last weekend I received an invite from a good friend of this blog, Jon M. Wilson, to be a guest host on Teenage Wasteland: An Ultimate Spider-Man Podcast. I said yes, and then spent the next few nights reading, re-reading, recapping, note-taking. re-compressing and rhyming my way through the Hobgoblin storyarc. We recorded last night, a monster four hour session covering the entire arc and the following issue, Dumped, and you'll be able to hear the fruits of our labour in a few weeks, once they've removed the babbling, swearing, dribbling, and general unbroadcastable craziness from the show.
Having completed that, I vowed to sit down tonight after dinner and finish up the post, scan in some artwork (something I've been slacking on recently), and get the post up. But the best laid plans of mice and men gang aft agley.
(Skip to four minutes in to find out more about that weird saying)
So, in five hours time, I'm going to be stepping in as a last minute replacement for the absolutely awesome Amazing Spider-Man Classics, which gives me 5 comics to reread and take notes on. I'll be recording from about 2am to 6am UK time, which means that by the end of it, I'll either be insane from the lack of sleep, or my bladder, stuffed to the brim with strong coffee, will have handed in it's notice and be clearing out it's desk.
So, Superman gets delayed by another day. But fear not, a new post will appear very soon, and something approaching a reasonable schedule shall be resumed.
Up, up, and away!