I’m Batman and This is Why I Write

This was my first guest post! And I’m flattered and honored to be featured on Jenny’s site, Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins. In the words of Yoda: “Super stoked, I am!

J. A. Allen

“I’m Batman”, he said in the deepest voice he could muster, sounding more like a frog croaking to death.w

I’m sorry, I can’t imitate Christian Bale that well.

I’ve been suspected of being The Dark Knight by Jenny over here Scribbles on Napkins because she couldn’t find my true identity. I would have preferred Deadpool because I like to think I’m half as funny as he is. But I’ll take dark and broody. I’m easy… Not cheap! Just easy. Ask my Wife.

Back to the reason why Jenny is now my favourite person-whom-I’ve-never-met. I won an opportunity to write a guest post for her blog.

Being asked to write a guest blog is much more daunting than one would expect.  At least for me.  I can scribble any shenanigans on my own site, Ah Dad for those who were previously uninformed, and not be intimidated by the opinions of the…

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Nine lessons, courtesy of Deadpool

1. Having a sense of humor is important especially if your face looks like “a testicle with teeth”.

2. There are worse methods of torture than listening to Kanye West.

3. When you take the effort of packing a duffel bag full of guns, don’t forget said bag in the cab.

4. No matter how crooked your own puzzle piece is, there is someone who’s just as crooked and together you make the perfect picture. Continue reading

What will it be?

I’ve been invited to go on a deep sea fishing expedition.  This shouldn’t be confused with me being invited to the premiere of Deadpool, which I wasn’t.  Even though the latter would cause everlasting happiness and joy in my soul.  The former…Not so much.  Why am I going then?  I’m not really sure to be perfectly honest.  I’ve never done it, so maybe it is a bucket list thing.  A few of my mates are going, so maybe I’m just one big sucker for peer pressure.

So here I’m off, all Captain Nemo and shit. Continue reading

I have the GREATEST friends (or Why my head hurts today)

It’s my birthday tomorrow. I thought you should know.  Are you asking me how old I am? It’s kind of a sensitive subject.  Besides, if I tell you, I’ll have to kill you.  It’s a condition of the witness protection program.  BUT seeing that you’re nagging me, I’m young enough to walk unassisted when sober and I’m old enough for students to call me “sir”.

I’m the type of person who doesn’t let a birthday slide past without celebrating the damn thing.  Wife would correct me by saying I’m the type of guy who doesn’t let anything slide past without celebrating it.  What can I say?  We like to party.  Nothing gives me more pleasure than hanging out with my mates.  That’s probably not totally true but this is not an erotic blog so I’ll stick with that.

I facilitated such a gathering last night.   Continue reading

Anticipating Deadpool


Wanna cuddle?

Good morning, afternoon and evening to you all.  My name is Ah Dad and I am a Superheriolic.  (Also evidently, slightly confused about time-zones.)  It has been more than two weeks since my last viewing.  And that was a re-run of the first Superman.  What can I say, I was desperate.

Most of my regular peeps (I’m tryin’ to be hip and cool in front of the kids) would know that I am proudly geek and have an unrealistic love of all things super, including my Wife. Continue reading