The word “crazy” get’s thrown around a lot in our society. It’s a term that seems to be most often applied to a guy’s gal when she is making little to no sense. This may not be fair to girl in question. She may just have different rational for her actions, and isn’t crazy! Just different! Women aren’t crazy, just puzzling to us dudes sometimes, and it in no way makes them any less loveable.
Other times though, a spade is a spade.
So, with that said, on to Chapter 3 of the Great Captain America #600 Saga. The good news is that the book arrived (in abundance) on Wednesday, and I was able to get a copy with no troubles. It was a 64-page monster of a book, that featured some of the best and brightest comics have to offer, as well as a couple of classic reprints that were actually worth reading.
The only problem was that the book was terrible. It was fluff, there was nothing to it, and all the hype paid off with nothing happening. There were a few decent moments here and there, but for the most part it was a big let-down. I’ll have more to say on The Watchtower this week, but I wanted to give youse guys a heads up since you’ve been there with me every step of the way through this ordeal.
In other news my Debit Card was cloned this week, and my bank account emptied. I can only assume that the culprit is A) A clone of me, B) A robot-me from the future, or C) my long-lost evil twin, Hprum. So if you see any one of these people on the street, beat them up and get my money back! Remember, the culprit looks just like me, so don’t be fooled! No matter how much they protest and claim to be the real me! Beat them up!
Yes, this plan is foolproof! Foolproof, I say…
