Hardest thing about washing the eyeballs in an acid bath is to remember to make sure that the little dish with the acid is clean itself. Nothing like getting dirt in while washing it out to really send out a sense of huffingness. And no, not quite a word really. Not quite a word at all really. More a feeling of the exhalation of air in quite defeat.

Interesting gets a ramp up and there is this thing called a sprawling connectivity and here in drives the other end of a series now kicking off with Doktor Sleepless #1. Ellis at it again and thar be reading to be done.

Course, there's the other end of the feeling masses with Futurama Comics #32. There's a port-a-potty involved. No mention of toilet paper though. Like that other time...

Ah, like that.

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Freezing time now, with the swelling of the fingers into massive clumps like the obese what nub along the side dishes into funnels from the troughs. Such as it is, the feeding of the face in times of icy cold weather. Breathe inside the house, those that can see their own heat hit the cold, well, house heating may very well be an optional extra next to thermal underwear.

Take forever for a resurrection when not playing in the big two companies of franchises. Well, looks like that any way when big title changes are concerned. Nevertheless, here comes a return of Tales From The Crypt #1. Horror at it's most. And a well wishing that the kind of stories what kind the nads of the comics back in times before the Comics Code Authority hold the same kind of bit a hungry cow does for clumps of grass.

Recently an issue in this series, must have been something back about #12, didn't really jive, nor was there any real beats of jazz. Wonder then what the tune is on Ex Machina #29 by the time it gets around to that. Probably over in Kentucky by the land of this very issue.

Bendis remains, but Bagley takes a walk with Ultimate Spider-Man #110 being his final solo issue of the long running series. Stuart Immonen is taking over on the next issue with half, but let's read out the final whole Bagley issue for a nice chunk of a Marvel series. Right now on #99 actually, looks like a corker.

And cannot just pass up on Tick 20th Anniversary Special Edition #1. Jam issue, throws in all sorts of creators to slam their take on the big blue boy with antennas out his forehead. Looks promising, looks like one ride of laughs and neck popping veins.

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Tastes like water this rain does, only it also tastes like the dirt and dust that fills the air all year and all day long. Harsh stuff that, gets into the lungs and does quite a number. Worse still when the clothes feel a little heavy from the weight of the water seeping in during the walk home or from the car to the door for those with vehicles chugging along in the rain.

And walking to the end is Strangers In Paradise #90. Another one of those independent comics that takes to itself and finds the voice and light at the end of the tunnel years on. Reads are great in those pocket book editions, nifty and easy to walk about with a dose of SiP romance. And it does entertain.

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Smash that ice leg as the freezing nights are here again. Really cold out now, so cold the ears are starting to bleed from all that frost.

Tales from Earthsea continues its short and exclusive run at the Dendy Newtown cinemas. Really good anime, finely made film and even falling asleep from the night's antics hours on the phone before hand will not dampen it at all.

Oh, but for those of reading things in books and not of subtitles, Fell: Vol 1: Feral City collects the first batch of single shot crime fiction stories from Warren Ellis and Ben Templesmith. Quick and satisfying read in the singles form, a nice ride on the train for those who know how to walk and read at the same time.

Unlike those who know how to watch a movie and sleep at the same time.

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Can't quite remember beyond yesterday, which at this point, is about so far behind that it looks like the day before in any other situation.

And that's as unnerving as starting a collection of comics and then for some inexplicable reason stopping in the middle only to later realise, you should have never stopped in the first place.

Which brings the wallet to Y The Last Man: Volume 9: Motherland. A great series this is.

Read it and you'll make your own cereal as you sit at the morning table waiting for the flakes to soak up all that milk. Drink milk.

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Take it up with the crazy person at the end of the bar chewing out the nuts. Only the nuts aren't nuts, they're the end of the corks from popped bottles. Hey, they look the same in this light don't you think?

March 29 and here creeps the close of another month. Where does the time fly intertionally? Carry on board with the luggage and reap what daylight saving hours will benefit those stragglers out for work.

For those too slow the first time around, Buffy the Vampire Slayer #1 is here again. It's a great read and drops in some nice Marvel Comics references. What's not to love when there's vampires, slayers and a bloke about with a patch over his eye?

It's the only thing right now between the end and the unbelievably excruciating wait for the new batch that will come out, so Futurama #30 will have to sate the hilarity of a Planet Express fix until then.

Alarms don't mean a thing.

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