Remember when you used to be able to go down to the local family-owned liquor store/grocery store/video store/print shop/deli/kwik-e-mart and you'd find a row of plastic bags containing three random comics that you could buy for a couple bucks?
At first there was always a reason to get them... One or both of the comics showing on either side that you wanted, and were willing to accept whatever mystery meat was sandwiched in between them. Of course, after a while, you lucked out on enough mystery meat that just decided to buy every one you came across, just because?
Remember that?
Well that happened to me today.
My wife and I were picking up dinner from the Thai place on the corner,
and we stopped in the little liquor-mart to get something to drink.
I approach the register, and underneath it, tucked in a corner next to out-dated magazines and indian DVDs and music CDs...
Were exactly FIVE of these bags, touting 3 comics for $2.99.
Two of the facing issues were comics that I, amazingly, REALLY wanted, and had wanted for quite a while (years, in one case).
How could I resist? I got them. Grinning ear to ear, I left the store, having decided I would come back later in the week and buy the rest of them, just for old time's sake...
But then I got to thinking. When I was a kid, these little grab-bag deals were EXACTLY how I rediscovered and fueled my love of comics once upon a time. How could I deprive some other kid of the opportunity to discover these comics? To fall headfirst into our favorite addiction?
So, no, I will not be getting the rest of them, tempted as I may be.
Besides, these six were a pretty decent haul.
These are the comics I was after:

(That first issue of Wonder Man is the one that really floored me... HOW many people in the WORLD even gave a shit about that series? And y'know how I discovered it? The 3 for $1 bin at the neighborhood copy place back in Queens. FATE!!!)
These were the comics on the other side:
And these were the mystery meats:
Twelve-year-old me is satisfied.
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