
The End of An Era, Again
An unexpected result of the death of Gus is that, for the first time in a quarter century, my ex-wife and I have no reason to be in each others’ lives. It’s a simple fact that I’m sure both of us had considered at some point in the past few years since our divorce with differing levels of… excitement? Eagerness? Regret? Some combination of all three, and countless other emotions all tied into a bundle with twigs and twine? (I know that I was certainly aware it was going to happen, and it seems impossible she wasn’t, given who she is.) Nonetheless, now that the moment has actually arrived, it feels curiously anti-climactic.
There was almost no way it couldn’t, of course; we’d split six years earlier (six and a half, almost), and had worked through the emotions and motions of that separation in the years since — we went from anger and recrimination to something approaching amiable friendship, in large part because we were sharing custody of the dogs (and then, after Ernie died, of just the dog, singular. as if that had always been the case). All of the heavy lifting of what it meant to not be in each others’ lives was done at a time when we were, still, in each others’ lives but to a severely diminished extent; it was easier, that way, and felt kinder in some manner as well. We got to get over being mad of each other, scared of each other.
But now, we’re actually properly out of each others’ lives, after 25 years; half my life, and more than half of her’s. It’s a strange thought, that I probably will never hear from her or see her ever again, after everything we shared and once meant to each other, and a sad one, too, despite everything. It feels as if it’s something I’ll have to get used to, just as I get used to never seeing Gus again. A shift in the world that I’ll have to stumble around until I find my footing again.
When we said our final goodbyes, I walked away and almost felt as if I should look back, to see if she was doing the same. It felt silly, self-conscious and I didn’t do it; thinking back now, I wish I had, for reasons I can’t even start to understand or explain.
The Movies of February 2025
If the flu didn’t knock off my comic reading (as I said on Monday), it entirely knocked off my movie-watching; I spent two weeks essentially quarantined and mostly in bed, and my concentration just wasn’t up to anything over an hour, and often not even that. What that meant was that I watched far fewer movies than usual, although I more than made up for it in mainlining old TV shows. (Hi, Line of Duty.)

If Your Life Is Kitsch, You’re A
The Comics of February 2025
Despite the flu knocking me for a loop for half the month, I actually kept up pretty reasonably with my reading in February — and, curiously, spent a lot of time revisiting the Marvel Comics of my youth. (Spoilers: they’re pretty good, in retrospect. I might be overly swayed by nostalgia, however.) Anyway, here’s what I got up to reading comic-wise last month:
- Fantastic Four (1961) #36
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #113
- Justice League Unlimited (2024) #4
- Metamorpho, The Element Man (2024) #3
- Green Lantern (2023) #20
- Fantastic Four (1961) #37
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #114
- Uncanny X-Men (1963) #266-267
- Mister Miracle (1971) #s 3-4
- New Gods (1971) #3
- Fantastic Four (1961) #38
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #115
- Justice League Unlimited (2024) #s 1-3
- Batman and Robin (2023) #18
- Wonder Woman (2023) #18
- The Flash (2023) #18
- Detective Comics #s 1090-1093
- Fantastic Four (1961) #39
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #116
- Avengers (2023) #23
- Star Wars: A New Legacy #1
- Star Wars: Legacy of Vader #1
- The Ultimates (2023) #9
- West Coast Avengers (2023) #3
- Phoenix (2024) #8
- Power Man: Timeless #1
- The Spectacular Spider-Men #12
- Wolverine (2024) #6
- Fantastic Four (1961) #40
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #117
- Uncanny X-Men (1961) #s 268-269
- Transformers (2023) #16
- GI Joe (2024) #3
- Fantastic Four (1961) #41
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #118
- Uncanny X-Men (1961) #s 270-275
- Detective Comics #1094
- Superman (2023) #23
- Black Canary: The Best of the Best #4
- Fantastic Four (1961) #42
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #119
- Legion of Super-Heroes (1980) #283-284
- Astonishing X-Men Infinity Comic #9
- Astonishing Avengers Infinity Comic #s 3-4
- Astonishing Spider-Man Infinity Comic #15
- Fantastic Four (1961) #43
- Fantastic Four Annual (1963) #s 1-2
- Fantastic Four Anniversary Tribute #1
- Captain America (1968) #s 196-197
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #120
- Uncanny X-Men (1963) #s 276-277
- Absolute Superman #s 3-4
- Captain America (1968) #198
- Fantastic Four Annual (1963) #3
- Captain America (1968) #s 199-200
- Fantastic Four (1961) #44
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #121
- Incredible Hulk Annual (1976) #s 11-12
- The Defenders (1972) #s 1-2
- X-Factor (1986) #s 65-68
- Uncanny X-Men (1963) #s 278-280
- X-Factor (1986) #69
- Excalibur (1987) #s 4-11
- Star Wars: Darth Vader (2020) #s 33-34
- The Transformers (1984) #1
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 71-72
- The Knights of Pendragon (1990) #s 9-18
- The Knights of Pendragon (1992) #s 1-4
- Overkill (1992) #4 (Knights of Pendragon story only)
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 331-334
- Judge Dredd: End of Days
- Captain America (1968) #201
- Fantastic Four (1961) #45
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #122
- Captain America: Symbol of Truth – Homeland Infinity Comic #1
- Avengers (1963) #s 229-230
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #335
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 73-76
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 336-338
- Lazarus #s 1-4
- Lazarus: Family Prelude
- Lazarus #s 5-9
- Your Friendly Neighborhood Spider-Man #1
- All-New Venom #3
- The Amazing Spider-Man (2022) #67
- Deadpool Team-Up #5
- The Immortal Thor #20
- One World Under Doom #1
- Sam Wilson: Captain America (2025) #2
- X-Men (2024) #11
- Cable: Love & Chrome #2
- Magik (2025) #2
- Lazarus #s 10-15
- Daredevil (1998) #s 82-83
- Fantastic Four (1961) #46
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #339
- Lazarus #s 16-26
- Lazarus: X +66 #s 1-6
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #123
- Avengers (1963) #s 231-233
- Iron Man (1968) #s 167-171
- Lazarus: Risen #1
- Iron Man (1968) #s 172-175
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 340-342
- Lazarus: Risen #s 2-3
- Aliens vs. Avengers #s 1-2
- Lazarus: Risen #s 5-7
- Lazarus #s 27-28
- Iron Man (1968) #s 176-178
- Iron Man Annual (1976) #6
- Fantastic Four (1961) #47
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #124
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 343-346
- Justice League: The Atom Project #3
- JSA (2024) #5
- Fantastic Four (1961) #48
- The Nice House By The Sea #s 1-5
- Journey Into Mystery (1952) #125
- Iron Man (1968) #s 179-180
- Avengers (1963) #234
- Doctor Strange (1974) #60
- Iron Man (1968) #s 181-183
- Action Comics #s 1082-1083
- Fantastic Four (1961) #49
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #126
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #347
- Iron Man (1968) #184
- The Nice House By The Sea #6
- Secret Six (2025) #1
- Fantastic Four (1961) #50
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #127
- Fantastic Four (1961) #51
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #128
- Iron Man (1968) #185
- Milestone Returns #0
- Icon vs. Hardware #s 1-5
- Milestone Universe: Shadow Cabinet #s 1-4
- Icon (1993) #s 1-6
- Hardware (1993) #s 1-2
- Dick Tracy (2024) #1
- Assorted Crisis Events #1
- I Was A Fashion School Serial Killer #1
- Fantastic Four (1961) #52
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #129
- Iron Man (1968) #186
- Astonishing X-Men Infinity Comic #s 11-12
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 348-349
- Web of Spider-Man (1985) #44
- Dick Tracy (2024) #s 2-5
- Fantastic Four (1961) #53
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #130
- Astonishing Spider-Man Infinity Comic #16
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 77-78
- Judge Dredd: A Better World
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #350
- Avengers Annual (1967) #17
- Marvel Premiere (1972) #49
- The Falcon (1983) #s 1-4
- Solo Avengers (1987) #6
- The Incredible Hulk (2023) #22
- Aliens vs. Avengers #3
- The Amazing Spider-Man (2022) #68
- Daredevil (2023) #18
- Exceptional X-Men #6
- Storm (2024) #5
- Thunderbolts: Doomstrike #1
- Uncanny X-Men (2024) #10
- Weapon X-Men #1
- X-Factor (2024) #7
- X-Force (2024) #8
- Fantastic Four (1961) #54
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #131
- Astonishing Spider-Man Infinity Comic #17
- Iron Man (1968) #187
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 351-353
- West Coast Avengers (1984) #1
- Action Comics #1084
- Batman & Robin (2023) #19
- Absolute Superman #5
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 354-358
- Fantastic Four (1961) #55
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #132
- Iron Man (1968) #188
- West Coast Avengers (1984) #2
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 359-361
- Iron Man (1968) #s 189-195
- Absolute Flash #1
- Fantastic Four (1961) #56
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #133
- Iron Man (1968) #196
- West Coast Avengers (1984) #3
- Hardware (1993) #s 3-4
- Icon (1993) #s 7-8
- JLA (1996) #s 98-99
- Captain America (1968) #s 202-203
- Fantastic Four (1961) #57
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #134
- Iron Man (1968) #197
- Hardware (1993) #s 5-8
- Batman/Superman: World’s Finest #1
- Essential Rogue Trooper: The Traitor General
- Superman (1939) #30, 96
- Superman (1987) #75
- Superman Annual (1987) #2
- Superman: Peace on Earth
- Fantastic Four (1961) #58
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #135
- 2000 AD Prog 2422
- Fantastic Four (1961) #59
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #136
- Iron Man (1968) #s 198-199
- Astonishing X-Men Infinity Comic #12
- West Coast Avengers (1984) #4
- Iron Man Annual (1976) #7
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #362
- Superman (1987) #2
- Blood Syndicate (1993) #1
- Justice League of America (2006) #s 27-28, 30
- Fantastic Four (1961) #60
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #137
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 363-368
- Iron Man (1968) #200
- Captain America (1968) #s 307-309
- Fantastic Four (1961) #61
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #138
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 369-370
- Captain America (1968) #310
- Justice League of America (2006) #s 31-34
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 21-22
- Captain America (1968) #311
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #371
- G.I. Joe (1982) #23
- Fantastic Four (1961) #62
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #139
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 372
- Captain America (1968) #312
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 24-25
- Batman/Superman: World’s Finest #37
- Challengers of the Unknown (2024) #4
- Absolute Martian Manhunter #1
- Absolute Green Lantern #1
- Marvel Team-Up (1972) #134
- Jack of Hearts #1
- The Question: All Along The Watchtower #5
- Detective Comics #1095
- Superman: The Last Days of Lex Luthor #2
- Batman & Robin: Year One #6
- Fantastic Four (1961) #63
- The Mighty Thor (1966) #140
- The Incredible Hulk (1962) #s 373
- Captain America (1968) #313
- G.I. Joe (1982) #s 26-30
- Ghost Rider/Wolverine/Punisher: Hearts of Darkness
- Ghost Rider/Wolverine/Punisher: The Dark Design
- Alpha Flight (1983) #s 3-5
- Ultimate Spider-Man (2024) #14
- The Amazing Spider-Man (2022) #68.Deaths (Yes, that’s the issue number)
- Captain America & Volstagg #1
- Fantastic Four (2022) #29
- Iron Man (2024) #5
- Red Hulk (2025) #1
- West Coast Avengers (2024) #4
- X-Men (2024) #12
- The Best of 2000 AD Monthly #63
Not Only On Your Pillow
And so, on the tenth day, I decided to go to the Emergency Room. It wasn’t just that I was bored of being sick by day 10 — although, please know, I very much was, especially given that what had seemed a slow-but-sure march toward general health got utterly derailed by a weekend relapse — but that, by the tenth day of being sick, I was feeling as if the whole “taking it easy in bed, having liquids and hoping for the best” thing wasn’t really paying dividends. At least if I went to the ER, I figured, they’d flush my system with IV fluids and probably give me some antibiotics, and that would do something.
Funny story: I got no IV fluids, nor did I get any antibiotics. I did, however, get told that because I hadn’t gone to see them within the first 48 hours of my infection, they couldn’t really do much for me, and the best I could really do would be to take it easy in bed, have some liquids, and hope for the best. The irony.
Of course, this being the US healthcare system, it’s not like this ~5 hour adventure left me with nothing; I patiently await the bill for however many hundreds (thousands?) of dollars it cost for me to sit in a room for hours and get ignored by other people doing far more important things for people in far more distress than me.
That last bit isn’t entirely sarcasm; one of the good things about going to the ER was the context that, in the grand scheme of things, I was pretty well off. There was a woman who was in such pain in the waiting room that she couldn’t stop talking to herself, just saying please please please fuck oh fuck please make it stop fuck over and over and scaring a bunch of kids in the process. (Not all kids were scared; one, with the self-righteousness of someone who’s never been told no in an appropriately scary way, declared loudly, “That woman is too loud and she should stop talking because it makes me upset and she’s cursing.”) An old couple cuddled each other the entire time they waited, both looking so afraid of the world I legitimately couldn’t tell which was actually waiting for their appointment.
As I left the ER, my hopes for anything close to a speedier finish to the sickness dashed, someone passing in the corridor grabbed me by the arm, saying, “Your eyes are glassy and very bloodshot, do you know you’re going in the wrong direction for the emergency room?” Lord save us from well-meaning good samaritans whose simple faith in modern healthcare is as strong as mine.
Call Me: Graeme
That’s Great, It
One of the few high points of being sick and somewhat delirious for awhile was that I had unusually vivid dreams, and such unbroken sleep that it was as if I’d wake up immediately after something had happened that I needed to remember. That’s how I can remember, for example, a dream where I met Gus as a newborn puppy again, for example, and then he was sitting there next to the way he was the last time I saw him, in some strange moment where I got to say goodbye to the him he was at the end, as well as at the beginning. (It was somewhat fulfilling given that I didn’t have a chance to say goodbye in real life; it also didn’t feel like it was an end, in some way that I can’t put my finger on, however.)
There was another dream that I woke up from, repeatedly, and then managed to slip back inside almost immediately over and over again across the course of a few hours, and it’s something that’s stuck with me ever since. The initial set up was somewhat science-fiction-ish, or comic-booky: a parallel Earth had been discovered and, somehow (who needs details?!?), destroyed. All of its inhabitants, however, had come over to our Earth, so suddenly everyone was living beside an alternate version of themselves.
What the dream was actually about, however, was that it had been decided that the world couldn’t support twice the population and so that parallel population were to be killed off in, again, some ill-defined manner. That didn’t mean that I was dreaming about some crazy adventure where people were fighting for survival, though; instead, I was there just very aware that entire cultures were going to disappear as a result — songs, stories, and more that were just outside of our understanding and experience that would suddenly not be there because an entire world of people was going to stop existing.
I’d wake up, and think to myself groggily that I didn’t know where this was coming from and I needed to just sleep deeper and move past such thoughts, and then I’d be back on this overpopulated world, where I was all too aware that so many people’s work and dreams and art were going to disappear, forever.
I Resign
And then, I got very sick.
I mean, I got the flu, but I got a bad case of the flu — bad enough that I was basically delirious for a day or so, with a fever spiking the entire time, and my brain refusing to finish thoughts that it started because it was so much easier to get distracted by cartoon elephants which I objectively knew were not inside my brain, but it certainly seemed like it at the time. (Honestly, I wish I was joking; I am not.)
It was one of those things that, when you’re right in the middle of the worst of it, you just kind of take it because, really, what’s the alternative? I remember small parts from the worst day, whether it was the pride I took in calling out sick almost as soon as I woke up because I was already feeling out of it — given that I could barely manage a full work day when I did return, days later, it was a good call, but that kind of maybe I should make the smart choice for myself and not just assume I can handle anything if I try hard enough thinking does not come naturally; I felt as if I’d leveled up in self-care terms — or not being entirely sure if I was awake or asleep at one point, but knowing with supreme conviction that if I moved even an inch, I would be pounced upon by any one of a number of animals who were surrounding me on the bed at that moment, as if they could somehow keep me from getting worse. Who knows, maybe they did.
Just two days earlier, I’d been talking to a friend about how bad everything had been in the past few weeks to that point, leading up to the death of Gus after more than 16 years. “At least it can’t get worse,” I joked, and then immediately wished I could take it back, because even by saying that, I felt as if I was inviting some future calamity I could not foresee. Lying in bed, sweating and incoherent and wondering if the next cough would bring up phlegm or make me shit myself, the closest thing I came to thinking clearly was telling myself, see? This is why you should never tempt fate.



