When I read comics as a kid, I always wanted fewer ads so I could have more story. I didn’t care about a two page spread for grape soda since it was butting into Hulk’s smashing. Yet now, as an adult, I thumb through my old back issues exclusively looking for ads. Perhaps to nip …
When It’s Not Friday The 13th…
Summer is coming to a close. School supplies are being bought. The surviving teens are leaving camp. Mother is going to rest her head. PS: CHRISDOESCOMICS.COM Turns 5 TODAY.

