Well look at that, it's already October 5 and that means Oktoberfest has already come and gone. Not everyone drinks, so that leaves the massive kranskies on offer. Whoppers of delight they are. Cheese in some and it's all going down to the colon.

The thing about cutting off a comic is knowing when to severe it. Most of the time it's a round number, 25, 20 or 50. Do it in the middle of a three parter and it's a case of having to come back one more time to finish it clean. Such is the way with Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man #13.

A slot which then opens up on the reminder from Amazing Spider-Girl #0, that the new relaunch, who knew there was a need, is about to hit again.

Let's see if the re-order of Casanova #2 stays long enough on the shelf this time. Always gone like a shot in the nether regions.

Purely for gothic reasons, not of the architectural kind, Bleeding Edge Goths Comics #1 is a pick up. Can't remember the concept behind it, maybe it was related to dolls. Hard to find any online previews on the comic though.

Feels like it was only yesterday and now reading up on Futurama Comics #27, is this bimonthly coming out more often than other bimonthlies? Or is it a trip down the space-time vortex hanging off a sock?

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Downward feeling moment on the cards with a regular coming to terms of no longer being able to stay true to being a comic book fan. As such, the need for a standing order was no longer needed.

Shock and dismay from all within earshot. One even taking a few steps back in the motley horror of the news. It's the kind of reaction reserved for those who otherwise looked to have had their grave lots readjusted to buried their collection six feet underground.

And so there is no more fitting a follow on than to not only call it quits on the card, but to retire the standing order number complete.

With the last buy out of the comics remaining, a sad farewell to regularity.

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Weeks like these make walking away from the counter a little bit on the heavy side. August 28, where the end of the lost gift voucher is coming to a burning close. Damn that sucker.

Well, damn it, it's already that time of year again and that means Halloween reading with Bart Simpson's Treehouse Of Horror #12. Not that Halloween favours anything a situation in Australia. Odd and freaky funny stories from a variety of creators, never fails to entertain.

Double dose of the web slinger this week. First, there's making The Man working for another buck to huck with Stan Lee Meets Spider-Man. Featuring a bit written by Joss Whedon and drawn by Michael Gaydos. It could be like watching that final episode of the animated series with Christopher Daniel Barnes. Great show, release that one on DVD!

And then, Ultimate Spider-Man #100. Clones, clones, clones. Ever enough with them?

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For those without a connection to the pay cable that delivers the pricey version of repeats and schlock to the TV...



Commercial filmed on the first day of the big reopening/moving sale back in August. Sadly, hanging shot of the store isn't one taken in the heat of the people but of an after hours set up.

Spot the spelling mistake a true fanboy would never let slip through.

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Month long delay and reading this issue, didn't seem like they had missed a step. Having not read any of the other parts of the war in seven parts notwithstanding. And so the journey to blowing up more chunks of flesh and battle ideologues continues apace.

A brutal turn of events that seems so casual and expectedly unexpected. Like something that was bound to happen, only it took this long for it to do so. Knowing more on the history certainly wouldn't hurt things, but only as an added benefit to the whole flippant nature of it all.

Rubbing a cool chipped chunk of pebble across the face, the warmth of this issue cannot be denied. It's cold, harsh and the war certainly has the feeling of the unknown. Making sure of the unsure while being unsure of even the solid things.

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Get that tingling feeling, it's a prod of metal straight to the face with a classic touch of Iron Man reaching out for some of that malt liquor love.



Naturally, with an alcohol limit pretty much on the verge of 0.8 every other hour during those years back in the hey day, it's an amazing thing he hasn't been buying up big on the livers with his fortunes.

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