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Not a big week; not a small week; but certainly a solid week; and I’ll take a solid week any day of the week–well, on Wednesday, mostly, unless, of course, I can’t shop hop; and then it is, quite literally, any day of the week–well, in this particular scenario, any day other than Wednesday.  I hope to snag:

All A-Bag!

  • Batman #16: Nowadays, I feel like I’m picking up Batman because, you know, I’m supposed to: because it’s Snyder, mostly.  Believe me: I don’t want to cave in; I don’t want to drop it.  I mean, it’d be a Batshame if I weren’t picking up a montly Batbook, right?  But this arc ain’t grabbing me the same way The Court of Owls did–until the broken wing of an ending, that is.
  • Frankenstein: Agent of S.H.A.D.E. #16: The “final issue finale.”  Typing about effing shames: this is a terrible loss: a our #6 book of 2012 tossed to the garbage pile, crushed by the Third Wave!  I guess we’ll be seeing the grandiloquent greenie as a regular over on JLD.  Better than nothing.  As far as Kindt’s concerned: sucks to lose out on another opportunity to enjoy his work; but there’s always the brilliant Mind MGMT (our #3 book of 2012, by the way), which is back next week, thank goodness.
Goodbye Frankenstein!

Goodbye Frankenstein!

  • Comeback #3: So far, so good.  Good thing, maybe, it’s not going too far.
  • Daredevil #22: The Superior Spider-Man makes a visit to Hell’s Kitchen.  As long as Peter keeps to himself, I’m willing to get into the swing.
  • Indestructible Hulk #3: I like what Waid’s doing here.  Heck, I like what Waid’s doing everywhere!
  • Archer & Armstrong #6: Big week for fellas named Armstrong, eh?
  • Bloodshot #7: This book’s been really good of late.  Kudos to Swierczynski, who’s killing it.

No plans to hit the rack this week.

Oh, yeah: Derek threatened to ban me from the blog if I pick up Captain America #3.  So, keep an eye out: if you don’t see me for a while, it’s because I had enough money left over but not enough willpower to let that red, white, and blue nonsense lie.

What are you looking forward to tomorrow?

Turning pages,