reading*
(*dogchild-eaten edition)
Each week, I make a blind pull from Siri's (randomized) choice of one of the 32 alphabetically-organized shortboxes that constitute my comics collection, (re-)read it, talk about it, and, on (or about) Wednesday, post whatever emerges; you can subscribe via RSS, Apple Podcasts, or your preferred podcast delivery system. This week: my shitty memory / creeper Hawkman / shoeboxes:
New trucklet (my new favorite word), a 2024 Ford Maverick XLT Hybrid, arrived today. Named her Vanna. Much excite - though I will admit, I did miss my grandfather today: wish he could have seen her.
Beautiful, twisted insanity. Looks like Gaga (unsurprisingly – she’s perfect for Harley) nails it; hopefully it lives up to the first film.
First piece of original art I’ve added to The Collection, and it’s a beautiful one, page eight of DETECTIVE COMICS, No.982. Fiumara is incredible:
I’ve started adding soy sauce to my morning omelette and cooking it in a Tamagoyaki pan and goodgod is it delicious. Nice to know that after thousands of morning omelettes, I can still find and be surprised by new tastes.