Another week, another studio session with a superhero. This time is going to be different. No more supervillains. No more wrecked studio. No more not getting paid. This week, and you’re not going to believe this, I had Superman come in for a shoot.
Ok, so he looked rough, but who am I to judge? He’s Superman. I mean, come on, the guy’s an alien, so that may be how he really looks. He was very direct and straight to the point, which is greatly appreciated. “Me am ugly. Me am having LOT of money for pictures.” Awwww yeah. Dave’s gonna get paid.
To be completely honest, the mask (?) and the weird voice were throwing me off. I mean, it’s obviously Superman, but something wasn’t quite right. I couldn’t put my finger on it until I remembered that Superman has a reputation for being a jerk. I’ve read those Silver Age comics… It’s alright though. I mean, it’s Superman. Truth and justice. He’s just having a laugh at my expense and I’m cool with that.
“Ok, Superman. Let’s do this. Stay put and we’ll do this in 3-2-1.” Click.
Afterwards he shook my hand (which was a huge thrill!), “Me am very happy with photo. Me will put payment in the mail right away. Hello!”
Didn’t you wake to see the light
Couldn’t you hear the truth