Behind these eyes, every nook, every cranny reorganize...

A few Sundays ago, Ghostie came over to help reorganize my comic books. Four hours later, we were mostly done. Yes I did indeed say four hours.

We had to take all the comics I had not yet organized (let's say it was 6 months worth of comics...I get roughly 10 books a week, 40 a month total, let's say. You do the math). Then we had to pull all the titles that I no longer collect off the shelves and file them away in comic book boxes. THEN, we had to put all the titles I do currently get ON the shelves. And then do something with all the mini-series...mini-series that are both completed, and those that are still on going.

Four hours...you understand now? Here's a photo of the process about halfway through.


That's my king-sized bed covered in stacks of comic books. That's also somewhat frustrated Ghostie in the background. And that's a comic book box on it's end waiting to recieve a stack of comic books. I got a closet that contains nothing but comic book boxes, because there's no room there for anything else. There's also 12 of them scattered around the apartment.

See that's what happens when you collect comic books for 32 years. And going...

POLT Listening to "I Beg You Pardon" by Kon Kan

"It's a giant wasp!" "What do you mean?" "It's a WASP and it's GIANT!" - Donna Noble, Dr. Who