Highlights from yesterday’s trip to the comic shop:
- Much geeky rhapsodizing about the Project Pegasus storyline from Marvel Two-In-One, which led to invented nostalgia of Marvel’s much-loved but non-existent League of Minority Goliaths.
- Much geeky quibbling over whether there was a Spider-Man/Human Torch series back in the day or if it just seemed like there was because Johnny was always the guest-star in Marvel Team-Up.
- Much commiseration over the fact that we would have to put up with John Byrne to enjoy Gail Simone on their upcoming Action run. (Gail has a very loyal following in my corner of the Mountain State, which is reassuring.)
- Delayed arrival of the third volume of Case Closed, compensating for the absence of the fourth volume of Imadoki!
- Doom Patrol-related schadenfreude, leading to agreement that no book written by John Byrne should outsell a book written by Greg Rucka, even if that book is Wonder Woman. (I actually like Rucka’s WW a lot, but I feel I should accurately represent the tone of the discourse.)
- Purchase of what may possibly be the best worst comic ever. We had guests last night, so I didn’t have time to do more than skim it, but it was written by Howard Mackie. And it features a scene of a scrappy asthmatic arming himself with a Dustbuster. (Much as I love this comic, I may have to send it to Dr. Scott for study.)
- Mysterious arrival of a number of military officers wanting to hold a video game promotion in the store, which I took as my cue to leave.