[  Mood: Happy ]
POSSIBLE SPOILERS

I haven’t been to my local comics store (Oxford Comics in Atlanta, if I may give it a blurb) since mid-March, owing to car trouble.

So my being able to squeeze out forty minutes there yesterday, after a long afternoon of riding buses and trains all over the Metro ATL, was nothing short of joy.

The place was uncharacteristically busy for a Shelving Wednesday, but I found myself not caring a whit about this as I steered through my fellow shoppers, looking at all of the covers for anything new and/or interesting. What I did find during my all-too-brief stay was a bit of both.

The new (for me) was Captain Britain and MI-13. Second ish, unfortunately, but no matter. Paul Cornell proves, to me at least, that he knows more than Doctor Who. I’ll be into this, as long as it’s around.

Also new was the new version of an old fave, Guardians of the Galaxy. Again, color me snared, because they’ve done me the great service of already having the best team for the job in place, that of the strike force that Nova used, to devastating effect, during the Annihilation and Annihilation: Conquest minis. Star-Lord alone is worth the three bucks. Throw in Rocket Raccoon, and oh, *mama*…

As for the old…well, the first old is actually a new, in that it’s a restart of Dan Dare, courtesy of Virgin Comics. (Right now, I want to build shrines to Sir Richard Branson, Deepak Chopra and Shekhar Kapur, listed in the frontispiece as "Chief Visionaries".

Folks, this is *not* a comic book.

This is a cry from our collective subconscious, that there is a need extant in this world.

And that need is a man like Dan Dare. Someone who sees past the political BS of war and just does the job. I haven’t cried while reading a comic since Strikeforce Morituri #4. And twenty-odd years is too danged great an interim. Again, thank you, sirs. And buy this comic, if you haven’t.

The other bit of old for you is my Absolute Favorite Comic of All Time.

In four words, Reed, Sue, Johnny, Ben.

This time, as presented by the Brilliance That is Mark Millar and Bryan Hitch.

What did they do?

In so many words, they put the WOW back in this book. (Right here, d*mn Marvel for what they did to it during Civil War. D*mn Marvel for Civil War *period*, for that matter.) Where else do you get a husband who, for his beloved wife’s anniversary gift, travels to the other side of the Universe to *shrink and entire galaxy* in order to fit it into a ring for her, and give it to her while at dinner *thirteen years in the past, to commemorate the day they first met*?

I’m done now. I’m going to reread these great books. Then I need to start on those shrines…