If work were like the JLA

Been reading a lot of the DC Showcase Presents the JLA book, which is awesome reading for the bus.

The cold and the dark-at-4:45 stuff isn't quite so bad when one can count how often Superman and Batman are out hitting the bars while the rest of the Justice League fights the Weapon Master.

"Oh, last week? We were... um..."
"We were fighting the Joker."
"That's right, Batman. We were fighting the Joker."
(Sounds of suppressed giggling)

The JLA bylaws are a little weird, I must say. Nobody divulges their secret identities. There's a set of bylaws that stipulate in the absence of crisis-generated meetings, the JLA must meet every 30 days. They celebrate the birthday of the organization, but none of the members.

Man, the Secret Santa program must suck, too. What do you get Superman and what do you wrap it in so he can't see it? (There's an awesome Alan Moore story about this, come to think of it.)

Sorry that posting has been intermittent lately. Transferring jobs during the holiday season takes a lot out of you.