Here we are at the SICM

Angelique, Evangeline, and two friends are hiding in the house, asking me to be Super-somebody to save them from the evil monster (also me) who is tickling them.

I cannot, as I wanted, be SuperGirl - I forgot, that's Angelique's job (with her sidekick, SuperDuck. They run around with hooded towels, and trust me, it's very adorable. Plus, if I need them to clean something up, I just declare that the superheroes can save the day by doing so, and this totally works) - so Angelique tells me, in a whisper, that I can be Superwhy.

And when I tell her no, I don't want to be Superwhy (who is a boy, by the way, which is very relevant here) she says... what do you think she says?

"That's okay, Connie. You can just pretend you have a... _penis! *gigglegigglegiggle*"

I informed her that no, I was not pretending to be a boy, and left it at that. This is actually not why I didn't want to be SuperWhy - I just prefer, to be honest, the option of being SuperDuck and going Quack at people. (Or, occasionally, SuperElephant, SuperZebra, or SuperConnie, thus combining the power of Quack with the surrealness of not being a duck at all.)

I forgot!

I have a picture of SuperGirl and SuperDuck! They had been saving the day with the power of spray bottles when I managed to get them to pose for a picture. (Gee, that sure was hard.)

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Aren't they cute?

In contrast to the twits over at NYU, here's an example of some people who get it

They're not talking about the same things, exactly, but I do believe they get the point.