... The New Crimefighter, Batgirl, At His Side!

In an effort to get us kids to watch the third season, we got Batgirl. What we lost was the two-nights-a-week cliffhanger thing that was so cool.

By mid-season, we lost the whole damn thing.

Holy Helium!

When Balloons Attack...

The Batmobile leaves a paper trail.

This Batmobile you're looking at is made out of paper. It's a 1/24 scale model, and you can download it here. It's an amazing site with some amazing stuff, from the Mad Max Interceptor to the Munster Koach (not to mention our beloved Batmobile), engineered by folks with way too much time on their hands. God love 'em.

Give it a try. Surely, you can spare a few sheets of glossy A4 and a handful of Exacto blades (and Bandaids).

Just be careful that the "turbine exhaust tube" doesn't torch the whole thing.

Hey 20th Century Fox & Warner Bros.!

$59.99 for every one of these BOOTLEG box sets sold.

$59.99 that YOU don't get. And we already know that Adam West and Burt Ward ain't gonna get a penny.

Figure out your petty differences, remaster this shit and give it to us.

Jesus, you remind me of The Smiths, except which one of you is Morrissey and which one of you is Johnny Marr?

Grow up. Shake hands. And make a million dollars.



Assholes...

Waxing The Bat-Board.

From the episode "Surf's Up! Joker's Under!" which aired in November of 1967, and was shot at Torrence Beach (as Gotham Point).

Batman to Joker: "Shall we go into the men's locker room and put on our baggies?"


Good citizens, this may be the episode by which all others are judged.

Batman Has Fallen Down...

...and trust me on this one, he can't get up.

(Bat) Computer Issues.

Technical issues threatened us with a delay in our daily Bat-Photo production. And that got me to thinking about the Bat-Computer. How would Batman and Robin handle an issue like this?

It's not like they could bring in the Wayne Foundation's IT staff. With or without that knock-out spray they used on the Penguin to bring him to the Batcave.

It's not like you could park the Batmobile behind the Starbucks to leech a wireless signal.

And I really doubt Alfred would be much help, either. Even though that basket on the front of his bike is pretty handy.

Fighting crime is tough work. But it's nothing compared to locking horns with the dudes on the Helpdesk.

What Does An Enguin Eat?

The answer is clear...

FOO!

Don't tell anyone - it's "private."

Thanks.