Mixing up a tall glass of sugar-free haterade, right over here.
“Channeling Harley Quinn” m/u and photograph by very talented RaenaValentine on the da.
Why slap them on the wrist with a feather when you can belt them over the head with a sledgehammer?
(Katharine Hepburn)
God, I hate this character so much. But Katharine Hepburn rocks. And the quote does work really well with this conceptual shot of the good doc.
Still — hate.
From the artist, the awesome Dustin Nguyen, Figure’d it be fun to do them chicks on bikes and stuff, like if it were mariocart. this idea actually came from a drawing i did for fun of them in super deformed style over a year ago (i’ll post as soon as i can.)
WAY cramming for SDCC, i am ignoring my family, friends, and loved ones this week until i get shit done.
and before any of you gear heads try to figure out the bikes, realize i just draw them, i dont build them. ivy’s bike is 0 emissions by the way (source)
He also put up some of the steps of making the final product, very cool:
Gotham Sirens, which I have mentioned before, is part of the Batman: Reborn series. Art by Dini and March.
It’s all well and good to fly solo now and again. But a little company makes it even more fun!
I have come to believe that no lady ever really stands alone. Even if she does not appreciate it at the time, she is surrounded by a network of friends and family who have been everywhere she has and are there to support her in times of trouble and toast with wine in time of plenty.
Gal pals: they are a Thing!
Kidlet is spending the day with her godmother going to that atrocious eye-rape Alvin and the Chipmunks 2, which I would rather drink bleach than watch. I think I’m stupider just from seeing the trailers. Let’s be sure not to leave a single memory of the 1980s with its dignity intact, okay Hollywood? Thanks, you guys are the best. Then they’re going out for lunch to the Wendy’s, which every time I enter I fantasize about burning down (I just feel like it is begging me to do it, and I genuinely believe its employees, despite losing their jobs, would wet themselves with gratitude when they arrived at that hellmouth to find it a heap of ash and rubble), so I gave them my blessing and made alternate plans. Hmm. I feel like all the sentences I just wrote make me sound very angry and solitary. Totally not the case, I’m just sick of wasting my time on materialistic bullshit and fast food poison. (Carl’s Jr. is exempt, don’t challenge me as to why!)
I am totally looking forward to an overdue girl day with Miss D in C-town. I am scootching down soon, armed with Legally Blonde and its sequel, two of my favorite feel-good popcorn flicks. We can just sit on the couch, chat when needed, and basically take a pink space rocket to Planet Veg. Will it once again be retro to be passed out on the couch when Paolo gets home from work? Only time can tell!
Art by Dustin Nguyen
l to r: Harley Quinn, Catwoman, and Poison Ivy.
Cover art from Batman Reborn, “Gotham City: Sirens” Issue No. 4, November 2009. (actual release date: 30 Sept 09) Written by Paul Dini, art and cover by Guillem March. (go buy it go buy it go buy it — I know I am hopefully going to just as soon as I submit and am paid for the project on The Godfather I’ve been working on.) I guess the Joker shows up in this one (he’s been MIA since Batman RIP, according to the divine comicvine), and I somehow only just heard about this after Halloween!
From the look of things, he is none too pleased that his shrink and erstwhile girlfriend Dr. Harleen Quinzel has been palling around with that guy Hush. (You always knew he’d kill her.) So last week, finally having some free time, I hit up Bonanza Books and Comics looking for this and they said they had sold whatever copies they had to begin with, but assured me they’d get some more. Booyakasha: air heel click!
Gotham girls by Brainy Brimstone on flickr.
Zatanna
Poison Ivy
Harley Quinn
Black Canary
Finally, last and least…
Batgirl
If I ever stop making fun of Batgirl, take me out back and shoot me because I’m not me anymore, I’m some kind of alien posing as me. (I told you, it happens all the time.)
Oh, ho — called out! How now, Babba O’Smiley? That is a crack up.
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but lately Dinky Do-right is actually growing on me (yes, I got a million nicknames for Batgirl. making fun of her is so easy that they literally roll off my tongue). What an odd trend. I need to think about this.
To entertain the kidlet while we were trying to make a silk purse out of the sow’s ear that was my biblically shitty day, life’s-work-wise, we were using the Xbox controller to go surfing the Netflix for child-appropriate viewing. What should we run across in the “recommended” section for littl’uns but one of the two brightest spots in this day?
2000’s Batman Beyond: Return of the Joker. Awwwwesommme! It has a slightly convoluted plot (what? in a cartoon based on comics? no way!) but it is totally worth watching. Mark Hamill, Angie Harmon, Melissa Joan Hart, and Rachel Leigh Cook voice characters in this movie, if any of those names entice you.
Geo: Uh-oh, [Harley Quinn] is in trouble now.
Me: Yeah, you better look out for that crazy redhead. Batgirl will kick you in the face. She don’t wear those boots for standin’ around.
Geo: Batgirl’s boots were made for kickin’. And that’s just what they’ll do.
Me: One of these days, Batgirl’s boots are gonna kick the shit out of you.
Thus making it a reference with nods to both Batgirl and sexy Nancy Sinatra. Thank you so much, I know, right? I’m three times a lady.
In other batnews, what has two thumbs and bought a set of Batman hat and fingerless gloves for the winter today? This flyass mothafucka right here, that is who! Me! I am the one! And are they siiiiiiick? Hell, yes, they are! I’m trying to get amped. I try to keep it upbeat. Arg, I’m going to go have a drink now.
Maybe I’ll get some pictures of those gloves tomorrow, if the boils I expect to break out all over my body at any moment are not too painful.
(l to r: Catwoman, Poison Ivy, and Batgirl. Not pictured: Zatanna, Harley Quinn, and Det. Renee Montoya.)
Brought to you by totally amazing artist Esao Andrews.
Girl, do not even attempt to lay your folklore on my Jim Gordon. You keep your green thumbs off the Commish.
Not to mention this is extra-bad faith, because Poison Ivy is actually quite gay, you know.
edit: wow, that got hate mail in a hurry. I stand by my safe assumption, so all I can say is enjoy being close-minded fucktards incapable of accurately interpreting sequential art, you anal retentive canonical jizz-monkeys. –Mgmt.
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