Setting course for Sugarsprinkles, DB ponders how to help. All the "Woe is's" suggest significant action must be taken. Murphy needs gold; SS needs help; Dicksbro needs breakfast; tights need washing; still no Fosters (damn); VMAX pills stare ominously at DB's crotch; the Care Car needs gas and the prices are up; Lixy hasn't thought of any new fairy tails ... er ... tales, and hasn't even offered hers ...

Editors note: All you Super Hero wannabes take note. Tis not an easy life you are contemplating.

What to do? Gradually a plan is fashioned. Speaking of which, still need to talk to a tailor about another costume. Green tights and yellow pouches just are not in right now. Need something that doesn't get so cum-stained so often.

While the Care Car's autopilot guides the streaking shaft, DB works diligently at his lab table located towards the back of the vehicle near where Jeanna used to store things. (See how all these stories kind of hold together .. how every detail is important to rememeber?)