So maybe I didn't give Birds Of Prey a chance. I watched the first one and honestly wasn't very impressed. All of a sudden there's a huge glut of positive reviews and I said to myself, "Self, maybe you didn't get it."

Ok, I'll bite.

I realized the problem was I'd brought all this SuperHero baggage. There's some ComicNerd/BackStory about these chicks, daughters of Catgirl and Batman or something - who cares? I was trying to make SuperSense of all this information and tonight during the TMI prologue that tries to explain Everything I said to myself, "Self, do you need to know this?"

No. These girls could do anything they wanted and how they do it and why are moot points. With my new SuperUnderstanding I was free to watch the show unfettered by logic.

If anything, Superchick needs more SuperPowers. I don't think an outfit change for every scene is beyond SuperStyle. And dancers. Superduds always look Supercool when surrounded by dancers. Ask J-Lo.

Why have Wheelchair Diva be a teacher? Sky's the limit and I think she could kick things up in the Modeling Industry, SuperModels natch, and I'm sure there's more than enough ,uh, mature ladies to fill a Guest Spot or two. Janet Dickenson, fresh off her Tell-All Book tour, can combat evil with SuperDiscoDrugs and the ability to look SuperFierce in any lighting.

The SuperModel Black Detective looks familiar, I think he hosted SoulTrain for awhile. No kiddin'. SuperChick could do the Soul Train Scramble with her SuperSpeed and win a year's supply of hair relaxer. Whatever he does should involve less clothing or at least they should give SuperChick X-ray vision.

So far the creepiest thing on the show is the Blond Ingenue. I think they're making her this "Dawn-from-Buffy" thing in a feeble attempt to keep High School on the table for a Plot Point. She has the same hair style, the same impestuous Teen Spirit but only half the wardrobe and on this show that's a definate Buzz Kill.

The Bar in "New Gotham" is called Crazy NoMan's Collectables. Catchy but obviously not the Gay Bar. Every city on Earth has a gay bar called "Rawhide". It's a Gay Commandment and I'm confident Gotham's SuperQueers expect no less. I'm not one to kiss and tell but, uh, Aquaman? Hello.

In the end, I changed my Personal Grade to a B. Blond Chick finally showed some SuperPowers (some weird dizzy mindfuck thing which also gave her hair a SuperCut) SuperModel Black Detective showed up in a tanktop in bed (wounded natch but still looking SuperFine). The Supremes end up outside their SuperLoft chewing the Low-Fat and working one last outfit.

Birds, indeed. New Gotham Glamazons are what keep this show flying.

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Click.

"Wait! Go back, go back..."

"Cool. I haven't seen her show yet."

"The cartoon is cute. It reminds me of The Nanny."

"With boobs."

"Huge boobs."

"That's kinda weird mentioning the Old Guy."

"I bet he never thought he'd be a cartoon."

"Why not? She looks like Jessica Rabbit."

"GASP!" "GASP!"

"OH MY GOD!"

"WAS THAT HER STOMACH?"

"She's HUGE!"

"Wow. That was disturbing."

"Look! She's shooting a gun!"

"They give her guns?"

"She looks like ZsaZsa Gabor on steroids."

"With a gun. A space gun."

"I hate zat quween. Throw her in ze volcaneo."

"Hold that thought."

Click.

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Peggy

Today Peggy and I met Goran Visnjic at the cafe around the corner from my apartment. He plays the swarthy bad-boy with a heart-of gold surgeon on ER. In "real life" he is swarthy as much as one can look swarthy and still look like a LA Actor. Peggy was initially very impressed until she found out he had no food. I, however, was not quite as fickle and we had a pleasant conversation despite my trying to talk and read the script he was holding at the same time. I finally gave up when I thought it looked like I was just trying to see his crotch (which I wasn't, fuck you very much).

Peggy has met quite a number of celebrities and is extremely generous to them, allowing them to coo and pet her. Ellen Degeneres, Pam Anderson, Valerie Harper, Gwennyth Paltrow, Moby, and the Playboy Triplets have all fallen spell to her charms and have all genuflected for the Goddess that is my Peggy.

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Thanks Reverse Cowgirl for calling me a "nice boy". I'm seldom (if ever) called a "boy" anymore (let alone nice) but I was glad to kneel at the RCG temple.

If you're a reader here looking for the picture I made for her you can:

1. Click on gallery to the right or...

2. Read my entries while scrolling down to find her homáge.

Either way, have fun, expand your mind and thanks for coming.

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