The bi-annual culling of the comics has begun anew.
Things I've discovered amidst the devastation:
I don't like Superman comics that aren't currently featuring Superman. On the give-away pile.
I really don't miss reading Spider-Man anymore.
Spider-Man is, forever, in the same place where you left him. Sorta like a pothead friend.
Pot would explain alot about Peter Parker.
Eddy Barrows (Action Comics, Justice League of America, Green Lantern, Teen Titans) is a great artist but DC uses him as a "jobber to the stars" alot.
No matter how bad it gets, I can't give up on Teen Titans. It's like the family member you hope someday will wake up and get its shit together.
I'm becoming less enamored with the monthly comic, dropping drawn-out storylines, midway through.
I miss reading The Avengers. Well, The Avengers as I PREFER them. You know, not as fugitives or "dark."
Ed Brubaker's Daredevil run got good again with the "Lady Bullseye" storyline.
After nearly some twenty-five years, my crush on She-Hulk was finally eclipsed by mediocre writing and even more mediocre art and an inexplicable reboot/legacy character.
I am willing to give away an entire run of the current Justice League of America or throw it at someone I hate.