Day of Jubilee

January 14, 2010

As I mentioned before I am incredibly behind on my comics. I still am. At some point I’ll catch up, but I feel guilty reading new things until I catch up on the old. But yesterday was the Day of Jubilee. Nation X #2 starring my favorite member of the X-Men (and favorite Marvel character, and my third favorite comics character) came out. I had to go brave my LCBS.

Here’s the thing – I hate my LCBS. They don’t order for you unless you agree to sign up for a pull list and agree to give them three month’s notice before you cancel anything, and they’ll sell out of your box if someone gets there before you do. (To the person whose copy of Nation X #2 I bought, I’m sorry. I specifically asked them if they had any extra copies. I didn’t realize until after I’d paid that they’d taken it out of your box.) And because of the recession they don’t actually sell individual issues anymore unless you have a pull list.

I won’t sign up for a pull list with them, because I’m not leaving my credit card information and agreeing to their ridiculous terms, only to have them sell my books before I get there. And the thing is, they are so convenient. They’re really close to where I work. I just hate shopping there.

The other closest comic store is about 27 miles away, and you take back roads to get there mostly. (Well, not actually back roads. But it’s not a highway, and it’s fairly twisty.) With the ice storm we had I didn’t want to drive there. I actually like this store. If they weren’t 27 miles away I would get a pull list with them.

This blog post wasn’t actually supposed to be about me ranting about my comic shops, it was supposed to be me talking about how even with my hatred of reading things out of order, I went and got Jubilee anyway. And oh, what a glorious comic it was. I reviewed it on ifanboy, and I meant everything I said. This comic was pretty much everything I wanted. It was glorious. Jubilee remains my favorite.

Between that and the fact that Birds of Prey is coming back I am not worrying about Batgirl yesterday was my favorite comics day in a long time. Maybe I will catch up on my comics soon. While this good mood and being positive about comics lasts.



January 6, 2010

When I was 16, I worked in a comic book shop on Long Island. It was fabulous. I got hired for two reasons – my dad was the store’s best customer, and I knew more about comics than the manager. (The manager was the owner’s wife. She hated comics and pretty much everything about the store.)

For almost three years, I did a lot for the store, and not just with the comics. This was 2000 – 2002, so I ran the Showdown tournaments, and the Magic: TG tournaments. I provided the space (and played with) the D&D group before we opened on Sundays. I worked Thursday – Sunday, and it was pretty much the best high school job ever. My store didn’t just have Wednesday people – we had a pretty dedicated group that I would see every Thursday afternoon who knew that they could count on me to tell them what came out. Because the nicest thing about this job was that I got to read everything.

Some of my friends wonder exactly how I got into the habit of reading pretty much everything that DC and Marvel put out. That started with my dad. (His pull list read “All DC except Wonder Woman” and “All Marvel except for the X-Titles”.)  So for years (okay, starting when I was 11 or 12) I would just read everything when he was done with it. The comic book store just let me expand that a little bit. Also, keeping up to date with everything was expected of me – my boss really didn’t read anything, so I was the one who had to know what the upcoming events were, and to provide recs to customers and such.  And once you get into the habit of having to know everything, it is really hard to stop.

The job eventually ended(I moved away for college, and eventually the store closed down) but working in that store cemented my love of comics, and I will never find a LCBS that I love as much.

But on the bright side, at least I don’t have to watch the owner’s kids for free anymore while I’m working.