…When The Comics Began To Take Hold

It has been a strange and interesting day here at the Crisis On Infinite Midlives Home Office, what with full and distracting days at the day job, combined with a stop at the local bar and a visit from contributor Lance Manion, whose pitch for his next article boiled down to, “Gobble me. You got a Bass Ale or not, fuckface?”

But for good or ill, we have made our visit to our local comic store, where they know me by name and ask me to remind Lance that the appropriate response to finding classic Howard The Duck issues isn’t “I can dook right here, right, Mommy?”

And we have obtained our new comic books, which means that this…

…is the end of our broadcast day.

But what a fine day it is, huh? There’s a new Garth Ennis Crossed in there, plus a Geoff Johns Aquaman, a new James Robinson Shade, and a graphic biography of Hunter S. Thompson (like I don’t already own Fear And Loathing in Las Vegas, or Rango)… not to mention Avengers Vs. X-Men’s issue 0 shot across the bow!

But before we can talk about ’em, we gotta read them. So until that day….

See you tomorrow, suckers!