Zeppo's husband loves Iron Man. I mean REALLY loves Iron Man. So she asked me if I could knit up an Iron Man for his birthday. "Sure!" I replied confidently. "No problem!"
I immediately ran the project by the nearest comic book nerd (my husband) in order to sort out the details I would need to convincingly render Iron Man in acrylic yarn. He fired out this question: "Which Iron Man?"
Huh? "How the fuck should I know? What do you mean 'Which Iron Man'??" Of course there are variant Iron Men. I should know this by now. They all have goddamned variants. So there's an Iron Man that looks like the Iron Man you see in the current movie posters, and there's an Iron Man that looks like the boiler in your grandmother's basement. This would be the "Original Iron Man."
I took a look at both Iron Men and decided that rather than choose one and potentially break Mr. Zeppo's heart by choosing the "wrong" one, I'd just do both of them. Here they are in all their glory:
My husband took them for a test drive by flying them around the den while making the appropriate flying/shooting sounds, and declared that they both worked magnificently. Mr. Zeppo seemed to be pleased, and I wouldn't be surprised if he sneaks them into the movie theater this weekend.
Rock on with your bad selves, Iron Men.
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