Friday at Dragon Con was much more exciting as one of my most favorite panels in the entire universe was scheduled that day.  I managed to grab several people to come with me, only to find out that when they realized they were going to see Danger Woman (formerly Miss Marvel), they ran in fear.  I love this show dearly  (as does Wes, my cohort in dragging people to come with us) and after 3 years of watching the show realize that it takes a special kind of person to see the true wonder (horror?) that is Danger Woman.   Its like Howdy Doody with a frightening twist.  She truly believes she is a super hero and that she has her own TV show.  She gives out prizes and makes members of the audience sing and dance with her.  She has a horrible karoke voice for singing her favorite tunes and has a sleazy manager type that hangs out on stage with her as well as the Danger Force Band.  Keep in mind that she also thinks her audience is 9 years old and that if you have dyed hair of a not so ordinary color, she will name you as part of her Danger Force, and give you a special superhero name.  So far, Wes and myself have not had this happen to us and fear the day that it might.
 

Danger Woman always makes time for her fans to take pictures of her.

 

This year it was her 30th birthday  and she gave out presents and birthday cake to all. Wes got a baseball (oh joy) and I got a Sailor Moon doll.  The friends we managed to keep from going to the door of the show also got some goodies.  She sang a few songs (including her version of "Hotel California" and everyone’s favorite "Disabled but Able to Rock" - sung to the tune of an old AC/DC song) and dragged people up to the stage to dance with her.  Usually none of our friends get caught in this trap, but this year Ron and Chad (who was a newcomer) were trapped into being the chosen ones.  They were good sports about it, but you could tell they didn't want to be up there- even if a prize was involved.  Susie the Floozy was also there (her job is to keep people from leaving) trying to get everyone in the spirit of this madness and dancing around in the audience grabbing people at random to join her. At one point in the show, she gyrated around us and was adamant about wanting us to "feel the music in our loins."  Luckily, we knew she wasn't medicated and that it was all an act for her - unlike Danger Woman, who either needs to be medicated or is feeding herself too many pills.
 
 

These last two pics are from last years Danger Force Show.  The one in the white mask was the love interest of Danger Woman for that hour.

This year the Danger Woman Show was cut short due to scheduling problems, which means that we missed out on hearing about how her world tour was going and about her new and exciting TV show that she assumes everyone is current on.  I was also saddened that we were not able to meet her new (and very frightened) love interest that she spots every year (mainly because he wasn't able to run fast enough).  I'm hoping next year she gets to perform the full hour and a half with her self proclaimed encore songs she feels that everyone wants to hear again (not).   Wes and I left the show still laughing our asses off, so we still got the same effect even if the show was only half as long.  Every year we manage to snag one or two people into coming back to next year’s show and this year was no exception.  Chad, even though having to be on stage, has vowed to sit with us at the next Miss Marvel Show.  We can hardly wait.
 

Here, Danger Woman teaches her "Superheros" a new dance. (I am friends with the unfortunate soul in the black pants and blue hair a.k.a "Blue Billy."