I actually wrote this a couple weeks ago, at probably 2:00 in the morning, I was to put it mildly, a bit spacey. I thought about rewriting it, but that wouldn’t be as fun as forever documenting my brain trying to work. It probably makes no sense. Continue reading
I recently picked up the Howard The Duck Omnibus on a quaking screaming good deal, (seriously look around Marvel is clearing them out and you can snag them at around half off) and ran across what may be the greatest character in the history of the MU. Hellcow!
I’m about to dive into the final two issues of Omega: The Unknown, before the real end comes in The Defenders. As this is getting closer to the conclusion, there will be SPOILERS AHOY! After the jump of course.
It’s a post-Christmas miracle, in that it’s a miracle there is a new post. Let us once again head back to the 1970’s, and come and knock on the door of young James-Michael Starling and the gang as I go deeper into Omega: The Unknown. After the jump there be cats, brass knuckles, demon-cats, revenge, magic, and more. Continue reading
I’m going to start a new series for the blog here, for now called It’s New To Me, where I will take a look at older comics I’ve missed out on, somehow never got around to, or just found out about. Or maybe I’ve had them for awhile and didn’t get to them in a Timely Fashion (was that a Marvel joke? Was that a joke?) so let’s kick things off with something I’ve heard a lot about Omega: The Unknown. Strap on your sideburns, hang your coke-spoon necklaces in your thickly matted chest-muff, and lets travel back to the 1970’s when the D-double-E-J-A-Y’s didn’t have to wear headphones to be on the radio (I’m looking at you Dr. Johnny Fever) and people hadn’t started throwing doughnuts at Anne Wilson from Heart yet.