Wednesday, February 16, 2005

100 Things I Love About Comics

Yes, I would jump off the bridge.

Spider-Man. Now and forever, Spider-Man.
Papercutz’ new Hardy Boys and Nancy Drew series.
Rurouni Kenshin.
Gail Simone.
The new volume of Runaways (buy it, damn you!).
John Jackson Miller’s Longbox Manifesto columns.
The forums.
San Diego.
Bone full-color reprints available to schoolchildren.
The Complete Peanuts.
Calvin and Hobbes
The Justice Society of America
Carl Barks reprints (“Lost in the Andes” is out this week!)
Understanding Comics.
Grant Morrison and Frank Quitely. They are in fact one entity, which I call “Grank Quitson.”
Writing them.
Thousands of writers and artists struggling to improve their vision and talent.
Astro City.
Sluggy Freelance
My readable copy of Fantastic Four 50.
Will Eisner.
The Sandman.
Alan Moore’s creepy beard.
Visiting MoCCA the other weekend, seeing a father showing his kid around, and seeing the kid’s eyes go wild with amazement.
New York City’s excellent selection of comics stores.
The Dark Phoenix Saga.
Avengers: Under Siege.
JLA: World War III
The Book of Bunny Suicides.
Alternative comics that scare me.
Peter David. (C’mon, you knew it was coming.)
Simpsons Comics.
Scott Shaw!
Archie Comics.
The new She-Hulk series.
The cover to JLA/Avengers 3.
The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.
Jess Nevins, that crazy obsessed bastard.
Justice League Unlimited.
Sprite comics.
Kulan Gath.
Todd Nauck’s Wildguard. When’s volume 2 coming out, Todd?
Mike Allred.
Creators who do crazy shit on news sites and message boards.
Gratuitous references to the industry in songs, TV shows, and other pop media.
Serious, meaningful references to comics in songs, TV shows, and other pop media.
Waid and Kitson’s Legion of Superheroes.
Marvel Essentials. One day, I shall own them all.
The part where Spidey lifts the huge-ass piece of machinery.
Comic girlfriends who know more about the industry than their boyfriends.
Adam Hughes.
The Fourth Rail.
Arrogant bloggers who know more than I do.
Scud: The Disposable Assasin.
Original art. Can’t afford it, love it anyway.
People who roll comics up and stick them in their back pockets.
Kirby full-page splashes where you don’t know what the hell you’re looking at.
Heidi MacDonald.
Talking gorillas.
Julius Scwartz.
Stan Lee.
Weisinger-era Superman covers.
All incarnations of the Teen Titans. Yes, even the one with the Atom.
*slaps forehead* Reading them.
Rereading them.
Bill Morrison.
Bruce Campbell writing them.
RPG World.
Tony Isabella.
Green Arrow.
The Legion of Substitute Heroes, Great Lakes Avengers, and Justice League Antarctica.
The Kree-Skrull War.
The Crime Syndicate of America.
We 3.
Sitting around, digging through my boxes.
Reading an entire run of comics in a single night.
The Thing.
“Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow?”
The Super-Pets.
Deadpool 1-25. Especially 11.
The Flash’s Cosmic Treadmill.
Unstable Molecules.
The No-Prize.
Twisted Toyfare Theater.
Robert Kirkman.
Kin Shriner getting in shape so he can dress as Green Arrow at conventions.
The sheer perfectness of the idea of Captain Marvel.
Time Warp Comics in Bartlesville, Oklahoma. Hi, Mike!
The 1993 Marvel Annuals. I have to get some of these back someday.
Y: The Last Man
My fellow fans.

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