End Of Broadcast Day – Sweat For It

So, today was the day the Crisis On Infinite Midlives Home Office’s air conditioning shit the bed. No biggie – just the afternoon before July 4th. The likelihood that our HVAC guy (yes, we have an HVAC guy) will get back to us before Monday is somewhere in the range of “Poor” to “Aw, hell no!”. Thusly, we hied ourselves off to the local comic book store, where not only was our weekly take ready, but there was air conditioning. Yes, also, they know us by name and spent much of today asking Rob to stop calling their AC unit Killer Frost…and to stop asking Killer Frost if she would “blow on it…just a little…goddamn it it hurts…at least point at it and laugh…” Eventually, with only the lightest threat of police involvement, we acquired our books and found our way back to the Home Office. Here we have a giant box fan and a 30 pack of poor man’s air conditioning. Rob has availed himself of at least 5 since we got home. This leaves me to marvel over the week’s haul. It’s not too bad for a holiday week: Dexter #1 has finally dropped, there’s a new Garth Ennis Red Team, and something called Superior Foes Of Spider-Man by Nick Spencer, because, why the hell not? Nice to finally see the Dexter book though. I think at least 2 Powers Bureau books have come out since that was originally sollicited, and that’s fucking saying something.

But, you all know how this goes. First we need to read the books before we can pass our collective review-y wisdom unto you, so that means this…

…is the end of our broadcast day. Tune in tomorrow to see if we survive a night full of beer and no air conditioning. And, by “survive” I mean “Rob avoids a drunk and disorderly after walking into the local Tedeschi’s buck nude and looking for Lunchables attention ice.” Wish us luck!