My descent into comics hackery continues.
This was the trickiest part of Theodora's story. See, Theodora was born poor, and before she married Justinian and became Empress, she was an actress. But, in those days, "actress" pretty much meant "stripper." But not just any stripper: Theodora had an animal act. It involved geese. Let your imagination simmer on that for a few minutes. Now, how the hell do you you deal with that on a level that's appropriate for the dewy-eyed children, clothed as they are in innocence and wonder?
Yesterday I hosted internet wunderkind Dean Trippe. He's a nice guy who is all over the comics scene. He is the founder and editor of Project Rooftop, of which I am a reviewer (it's like Project Runway for superheroes). He has an wondeful online strip, Butterfly, which has a fun and lovely Silver Age vibe to it. He was one of the accidental architects of the Batgirl meme. And he's on the comics stands now in Adhouse's Superior Showcase #1. Oh, and about a gazillion other things to boot.
We had a great visit. He spoke to my class, we ate some good food, he drew me a picture of Abraham Lincoln solving a Rubic's Cube, and we debated the relative merits of Wayne Boring and Curt Swan. All that was missing was a shot of us running down some stairs with a giant bouquet of balloons for it to have been the perfect geek-day montage.
And, let me tell you, you may think you like comics. But you don't like comics nearly as much as Dean does. Trust me on this. The boy likes his comics.