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Lucy Warms Her HouseLast night Lucy and her husband John held their housewarming party. They moved in in (I think) April, and decided they'd unpacked enough to hold the party. Apparently they were working like maniacs for the days before the party! Lucy declined an invite to Borrone on Friday, and I guess their Saturday was full, too.Well, it was time well-spent as the party went very well and was a lot of fun! Something like 30-40 people showed up, and to my surprise I knew many of them. Journallers Eleanor, Jen, and Michael showed up (hmm, same crowd as were at Eleanor's party last week...), as did Whump. A few other SF fans I know from the area were there, too. We filled their house and spilled out into the back yard. They served plenty of food (I ate quite a few meatballs). Some people brought housewarming gifts: A few brought plants, and several (including myself) brought cat or dog toys. A few brought food, too. (I also brought some comic book collections to lend to Lucy, now that she's finished most of my Concrete books.) I spent most of the evening inside talking to the journallers, Whump, and a handful of others. Everyone remarked that we expected the three reddish lava lamps in the fireplace to be giving off heat! A good time was had by all - well, so far as I could tell! People had largely filed out by midnight, and I hung around for another 20 minutes or so talking with John and Lucy. A good time. You can also read Lucy's entry about the party, or, for that matter, Jen's. Lucy and John are really happy about their house. It's a nice place. Wish I could buy a house around here, but they live too far north to be convenient to me...
 Saturday I went to Comic Conspiracy's weekend sale. I picked up some good stuff, notably the first hardcover collection of The Spirit from DC (which will eventually reprint the entire series in 15 volumes). Unfortunately, someone had a few days earlier cleaned out their entire silver age stock, which I'd hoped to pick through and find a few gems in. Oh, well. Some other time... Today I went over to Subrata's and we played three rounds of Tigris and Euphrates, which has proven very popular with all of us. I'll have to buy a copy. I won two of the games, and came in third in the other, even though I spent most of my time causing mayhem rather than trying to win. Subrata and I had ribs for dinner, and then I spent a quiet evening watching TV and reading... Overall a pretty mellow weekend, really.
Jack Staff by Paul Grist (#2 shown) is a series about a British superhero of the 1940s who has been forgotten by nearly everyone. "Becky Burdock, Girl Reporter" (who works for a tabloid rag) is investigating him, and ends up in the middle of some serial murders when Jack Staff suddenly reappears. After being subdued by Tom Tom the Robot Man, he's eventually bailed out of custody by his 1940s compatriot, Sergeant States. As you can tell, the book isn't entirely serious, although it seems like it has the potential to be. Who was/is Jack Staff? Where's he been? Why doesn't anyone remember him? Who are these other people? Okay, I'm a sucker for "what really happened and why doesn't anyone know about it?" stories like this. Grist's story is straightforwardly told. The art is dynamic, although his style is very minimalist. Grist's other series, Kane, has gotten some critical acclaim (though I've never read it), so this one might turn out to be pretty good. We shall see... (By the way, I also wrote a review of the first Artesia collection.)
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Okay, I think I have time for one more comics review.
