Thank you, Stan Lee

"Virtually every kid is exposed to giants and ogres and talking wolves, and so forth. And magic. And I think you never outgrow your love for those imaginative, fanciful, farfetched, fantastic characters and situations." – Stan Lee My childhood bedroom was at the end of a long hallway, adjacent to my sister's room on one side... Continue Reading →

A Strange Pilgrimage: Our Journey to New York Comic Con 2018

It's like this.  We're up sometime between 4:30 a.m. and 5 a.m., and there is an inherent austere quality to being functionally conscious at such an hour.  There is a sacredness to it, whether one is working through the middle of some graveyard shift, or lying awake in some lonely state of insomnia, or a... Continue Reading →

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