Now even the laziest of us can be superheroes in our own minds!

With the summer releases of Marvel's The Avengers and The Amazing Spiderman, along with DC Comics', The Dark Knight Rises, the appeal of comic book superheroes is at an all time high, igniting the imaginations of both young, new fans like my nearly 8-year-old son who runs around the house pretending to be Hawkeye since we went and saw The Avengers a couple of weeks ago, and older fans like myself who wouldn't mind living the life Tony Stark (a.k.a. "Iron Man") has created for himself.

Since I'm not smart enough to create a flying suit of armor, nor do I see myself getting bitten by a radioactive spider, or walking through gamma rays anytime soon, I've done the next best thing...created my own superhero using the "Create Your Own Superhero" generator at

It's "super" easy to do (ZING)! Pick one of three basic body styles, select your characters facial features, clothing and accessories, add some color, and BOOM (or would it be KA-POW?) you're ready to stop trouble, or cause it.

Here's my doppelganger. Ladies and gentlemen, I introduce to you...Dead Air!

Name: Dead Air

Real Name: Ryan O'Bryan

Height: 6'3"

Weight: 220-ish

Eyes: Hazel

Hair: Dark Blonde

Birthplace: Evansville, IN


At an early age, Ryan O'Bryan learned that he had a gift. A gift of gab. Pick a topic, any topic, and he could go on for hours,  even if he knew nothing about the subject. Little did he know that this ability would one day be used as a tool for good.

Early one morning, just as he flipped the switch at the transmitter site for the local college radio station, a mysterious bolt of lightening struck the tower sending thousands of volts of electricity through his veins. What should have killed him instantly instead resulted in the ability to transmit his thoughts into the minds of others along with a bulkier, more defined physique which he put to use as an exotic dancer-for-hire on the weekends to pay his way through college. His trademark vest and bow tie serve as a reminder of the past he left behind.

Dressed in khakis, a t-shirt, and athletic shoes to show that he's laid back, but can also be somewhat professional when necessary, Dead Air, armed with his "Broadcasting Blade", terrible one liners only he thinks are funny, and a sword by which to slice free food delivered to the radio station into bite size pieces, protects the citizens of Earth with his uncanny ability to strike up conversations with evil-doer's and drone on endlessly until sheer boredom leaves them no choice but to submit just to get him to shut up.