As much as I hate to do it, I'm afraid that it's time once again for me to take a break from the ISB in order to spend some alleged "quality" time with my family. I assure you, however, that I'd much rather be here poring over back issues to find, I don't know, the best panels from Micronauts or something to entertain you guys.
Incidentally? The three best panels from Micronauts are as follows, and I quote:
So yeah, I'll be back on Monday. But before I go, I'd like to take care of a few things.
First, because you guys were apparently all out of love and so lost without me last time I was late getting the comics reviews in, I can pretty much assure you that Punisher War Journal #1 is going to be my pick for Best of the Week, seeing as it features Matt Fraction and Ariel Olivetti doing a comic book where the Punisher fights Stilt-Man, which is genius.
So it's pretty much either that or Jack of Fables.
As for what I've actually read, the shop got preview copies of Casanova, GØDLAND, Daredevil, X-Factor, and Runaways, which were all excellent, and Spider-Man Loves Mary Jane, which was also excellent, but needs to be singled out for its heartfelt appeal to the readers to write MJ a letter.
With that out of the way, I'd like to take a few moments and--as is our custom this time of year at the ISB--talk about some of the things I'm thankful for this year.
First off--and this isn't just me sucking up--I'm thankful for you guys, who come by every day to see what I've written and leave comments or send me letters. Specifically, though, I'm thankful for the two-thirds of you who actually got the point of Anita Blake vs. Batman.
I'm thankful for the fine folks over at CRACKED Magazine for paying me to write jokes, and for the good people who write for the magazine and its affiliated blogs for being an incredibly entertaining group.
I'm thankful for the friendly members of the internet comics blogging community, who are a surprisingly friendly bunch. And of course, I'm thankful for Dave Campbell, who continues to serve as my own personal nemesis, and whose constant overshadowing of my work only drives me to greater heights, much like Shakespeare to my Marlowe.
Uh... you guys do know who Christopher Marlowe is, right?
And then there's all the standards: Good friends, certain members of my family, comics--even the bad ones--good health, all that jazz.
But finally, and... perhaps most of all... I'm thankful that a story in Archie at Riverdale High #2 has this title:
Happy Thanksgiving. Don't break anything while I'm gone.