The day I picked up the aforementioned new cell phone, I also went to the comic store and finally succeeded in daring myself to buy Brian Michael Bendis’s Jinx, after looking at it and slowly shaking my head for like a year. This review encapsulates pretty much all my feelings toward it, except I haven’t finished it yet–it’s a BIG book–and also, apparently everybody else who shops at Great Escape felt the way I did. It’s been flipped through and replaced so many times that large chunks of the book are breaking away from the spine, which is a shame. It’s still readable, though, and so far I like it a lot.
Dear gentle reader: this blog has been operating continuously since I was a teenager. The writing below is at least a decade old. In that time every molecule of my body has been replaced, along with many foolish ideas and flighty beliefs. I want to keep some of those things public out of an honesty and humility I owe the world. I trust you to carry that context with you.