What cruel creatures men are. Our bodies tell us to love so many, but there's room in our hearts for so few.

Comics brought me to the dance. It'll always be my first loyalty.

When I was in college, I was belittling the woman who later become my wife for not knowing who Boba Fett was, and she responded by asking me if I knew who the Prime Minister of Israel was. Surprisingly? Not Mon Mothma.

I remember seeing Stand by Me, when I was around 12, and just feeling like, "This is so refreshing to see kids swear and smoke cigarettes like my friends." It just felt much more real than the Sesame Street version of childhood that I'd been spoon-fed.

I'm still digesting the '90s. It takes some time to get perspective.

For a lot of arcane shipping reasons, new comics, even digital ones, have a long history of only being released on Wednesdays.

I mean, do you know what you get when you call a suicide hotline in New York city? A busy signal. Literally.