Spent part of yesterday afternoon at one of my heavens-on-earth, The Toys That Time Forgot (where the new Dick Tracy procurement came from), and found that, in spite of deciding that I would resume comics collecting again, I chose not to do so there: loved looking through their well-organized back issues, but realized that my preferred way of obtaining comics (in this iteration) is by hunting through the chaos of an antique mall booth to find things I'd never look for if I were searching for specific series or creators.