Earlier today, I'd been thinking about something I didn't want to think about. I was, maybe, going to say "good-bye" to the blogosphere altogether, fold "Seven Hells!" and just be done with it.
See what life with Kyle Rayner on Wednesdays would feel like.
See what life without my stupidly bitching about Space Cabbie would feel like.
Plus, I haven't been feeling very "funny" lately.
I don't know why but seeing a couple of comics blogs join comics news websites did something to me over the past few days. I read both blogs and both websites religiously. Both for their unique qualities. I saw "unique" bend a little and questioned why the blogosphere suddenly felt a little more co-opted, a bit emptier. (By the way, "co-opted" isn't in anyway intended as an insult.)
Blogging felt a little less "maverick."
So, long story short, comics elicit more reaction than any shitty feeling I could have on any given day.
By the way, the other thing that happened...
Yesterday, I watched a store full of grown ass men jump up and down at next week's prospect of receiving a Green Lantern ring.
That's all it took. My realizing I'm being an idiot. So, yeah... I'm back in from the cold, so to speak.
Hopefully better. Your daily (b)floggings will commence next week.
Take care, all.