Who knew that taking the human-phobic cat to the vet for her check-up would be the highlight of the day?
Like a good little nerd, I got to the comic shop right when it opened for Free Comic Book Day. I was all ready to rip a copy of the Owly freebie out of the hands of a sobbing child if I had to. This wasn’t an issue, because the shop didn’t order any. They didn’t get any copies of the Comics Festival book, either. The shop owner did make sure I knew where to find copies of the Sharknife give-away. I probably deserved that.
On the bright side, I liked the Flight sampler a lot, always enjoy Amelia Rules, and was pleasantly surprised by the appearance of the Shojo Beat preview.
There was a little schadenfreude in seeing the stacks and stacks of Chuck Austen-written comics that the shop had slipped into the FCBD display. The staff always puts some other titles out along with the FCBD comics, mostly stuff they can only give away, and if anyone is looking for a missing issue from “The Draco” arc of Uncanny X-Men, let me know. Actually, don’t.
Bitter and disappointed, I forced myself to buy some comfort manga (Miason Ikkoku and Iron Wok Jan).
In the afternoon, we went to see Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy. We sure loved that opening song.
Y’know, I don’t even remember having that clear of an idea of what I thought a movie version should be like. I haven’t read the books since I was in college, and it isn’t like I’ve been waiting for them to make it to the silver screen. But whatever I was expecting, that wasn’t really it. Maybe it was just my mood, but I thought it was shrill and kind of stupid. And I really despised Zaphod and Trillian. I did love Alan Rickman as the voice of the robot. And I’m still singing that song. And it did motivate me to read the books again.
But now I’m going to go make myself a grilled cheese sandwich and try and trick the cat into speaking to me again. Because really, her day was worse than mine.