Suck.

So I'm having a pretty damn shitty day.

'Bout an hour ago, the father of one of my best friends I've ever had called me up to let me know she'd finally lost her battle with cancer. So, yeah.

I've had better wake-up calls.

Um. So I could use some cheering up. You guys are always good for doing that. This has been a long time coming... even if the end came real sudden... and really, I could always count on this place making my day a little better. And I'm kind of a wreck right now.

So, thanks for that. Thanks for being a part of something that could always lift my spirits.

A Flash by Any Other Name

In which a deal goes down and Bats has a theory...

(Quoted song lyrics from Iron Maiden's Die With Your Boots On.)

( Part 35: Secret Identities )

So...

I'm feeling a lot better. Thanks guys. :)

I sat in a coffee shop in Keene all afternoon writing, and the last chapter happened. On the walk back just now, I realized maybe a few little bits of clarification might be good for some.

The Anti-Life Equation is the one thing Darkseid wants; as illustrated in Destroyer, the last episode of JLU. It's a rather ill-defined thing, but you can see it in the dystopian scans I posted here from Rock of Ages. It's a mysterious thing that basically takes away free will if you have the tech to use it.

The goldish metal is kinda based on a brainstorm with my pal Fink about the nature of Silly Putty molecules and the material that's been made in labs a few years back, programmable atoms. Cool shit.

Yeah. I finally know what's going on. Go me.

Oh yeah, and scarab_dynasty drew this from a scene with Bart & Bruce in Part Twenty-Four. And it was good. :D