I must confess...

Now I wrote a blog explaining how all superheros have some sort of weird cancerous muscle mass going on. Which is totally true. Pick up a comic and you'll see what I mean. Just bogus muscle mass... I digress. 


Not to toot my own horn but it was pretty good, save for the part when I put in the pictures I drew to prove that it's not just my crappy artistic skills contributing to the unfortunate calve tumor Batman is likely suffering from.  But indeed it was my sub par drawing talents that further exacerbated the spread of tumorous cells.  


Therefore instead of a cynical look at the diameter of thigh muscle you instead get this moody, upset little blog from someone who has just realized how crappy they draw comic book characters.


Let the self-pity party commence.

What I would give to have an ounce of Jack Kirby's talent.