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.@joniernst's record is just completely, completely sad. #iasen

#DrunkNateSilver points at a single horse sprinting around the track. He is correct: It is the only one that can speak.

Well... this is awkward. RT @Spacedotcom How Neil deGrasse Tyson Found Superman's Krypton | Video dlvr.it/2S4sDy

.@EmpoweredComic Lippy? We dated briefly in college. She talked to much for my taste.

Other blog article ideas: Top 10 Things that I am faster than, OTHER than a speeding bullet.

So, I'm almost positive that Governor Christie is a super villain. Just need a bit more proof before I can act on this...

Also, still no progress on my blog. Thinking of starting a Tumblr with pictures of cats dressed up like me.

So, I never really solved this sexy Twitter robot problem. Sorry Internet. As it turns out Sandy was just a run of the mill Super Storm.

Another little known fact: even Superman has to wait around for PSEG.

Little known fact: the Fortress of Solitude is actually in New Jersey. Land is just cheaper there. Also, warmer than the arctic.

So... I've been gone for a while. The Fortress of Solitude kind of lost power. Just came back on.

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I'm off to face this "Sandy," come what may. Wish me luck Super-Followers, and stay safe. I'll send out any urgent updates if possible.

I am now prepared for one of the greatest battles of my life. The blog will have to wait a few more days...

Whoever, or whatever is controlling this unnatural storm system tried to weaken our resolve through Twitter spam. Pure evil.

The sexy Twitter robots were meant as a distraction, keeping out minds off the real threat... SANDY.

Second. Just finished two days of intensive research in the Batcave. I know who my enemy is and just in the nick of time!

First things first: Gotham is great, but you wouldn't want to live there.

Ok, I'm off to Gotham. The blog will have to wait. This is more important than a website. Or my pride, apparently.