The Day After...

It is Thursday.

And that means... it is the day after!

*spoilers ahead*

My ass is still hurting from the pounding I got yesterday from Catwoman #62.

Yes. As expected, DC Comics fucked me pretty hard.

It was too good to be true that Helena Wayne would exist again.

I hoped DC would do the right thing but they failed me.

So. I'm going to be a shallow asshole and stop reading Catwoman. But it doesn't matter since Giga buys the books and he likes the title.

Teen Titans #42 was ok. I'm always back and forth about this book and Peter Snejberg's art saves it for me.

Barely-a-sidekick Kid Devil finally gets his story but quite frankly it was kind of wimpy.

I mean, it was obvious it would have to involve some kind of demon involvement to explain Eddie becoming an actual demon but did it have to be the craptastic Neron? Ugh!

I guess I'm really spoiled by Neil Gaiman and Mike Carey's version of Hell and the general Abrahamic magic religions over at Vertigo and it is always hard to read anything comic-related with Hell in it.

Neron is like bottom of the barrel for me.