Some notes, semi-random:
- Help Hulk Help A Kitty!!! It's a little heartbreaking, but I bet that if all my thugs throw a couple of bones into the till, we can get that kittycat up and running again and not have to worry about Hulk freaking the fuck out, tearing up Greenwich Village, and moaning about how nobody loves the kitties like they should.
- Sunset City by Rob Osborne? W o w. Seriously underestimated how much impact it would have with me, as it was about the olden folks and all. This reminded me of a really good Jim Jarmusch movie, with humor that adds to the pathos without ever making the whole affair seem cheap. I think I may go into it more later, but as I already owe you guys a big writeup about Runaways and a piece about decompression in comics versus things like Deadwood, let's just assume that it's essential reading for people who like natural, human drama instead of dodgy spandex magazine attempts to be "serious."
- I named my iPod Mother Box. Yes, I am a total dork.
