Comic shop blues: From time to time, I've mentioned how, shall we say, sub-par my local comic shop is. This is going to be one of those times. I went there today for the first time in about two months to pick up some comics goodness, and walked away with just four books (and I didn't really want two of those, but picked them up anyway to help justify the trip).

DC: The New Frontier #3, She-Hulk #2, Planetary #19 and Bite Club #1. That's all I have to show for my visit. Now, I have no illusions about my local store. If I were a Spider-Man fanatic or a Superman completest, I'd be in hog heaven. However, I'm neither of those things.

Maybe I should move.