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[The Husband comes out of the shower as I am literally squeeing over the preview pages of "Emerald Warriors" that were posted to
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ME: "Emerald Warrior preview pages are up!"
HIM: "Huh?"
ME: "Emerald Warrior preview pages are up!"
HIM: o.O ... "What's that?"
ME: "...What?"
HIM: "What are you talking about?"
ME: "Emerald Warriors."
HIM: "Which is?"
ME: "Seriously?!"
HIM: "Yeah. I don't know what you're talking about."
ME: "EMERALD WARRIORS. Comic. Talking about it for SIX MONTHS."
HIM: "So, is it, like, superheroes?"
ME: "It's GUY."
HIM: "Guy?"
ME: o.O ... o.O ... "Seriously, are you fucking with me?"
HIM: "What?"
ME: "Are you fucking with me? Are you just saying shit to make me look at you funny?"
HIM: "Honey, I sincerely have no idea what you're talking about."
ME: "GUY GARDNER'S COMIC BOOK."
HIM: "Doesn't he already have a book?"
ME: "You ARE fucking with me!"
HIM: "No! I'm not! He has a comic! I know he has a comic!"
ME: "No, he's IN a comic. Emerald Warriors is going to be HIS book."
HIM: "Huh?"
ME: "Oh, dear fucking Christ."
HIM: "What?"
ME: "Never mind."
HIM: "No. What?! Explain it to me!"
ME: "Guy Gardner is getting his own book. As a Green Lantern. Written by Tomasi."
HIM: "Who's Tomasi?"
ME: "Just...Go put your pants on."
So, yeah. My Husband, the wonderful man that he is, who listens to me talk Lanterns on a WEEKLY basis (at LEAST), has apparently blanked out EVERYTHING I've said about EW since I first (and this is true) pumped my fist in the air and screamed, "HELL YES YOU ARE" when it was announced Guy was going to headline a book.
Slow clap, anyone?
(Also, let it be known that the preview pages made me HAPPY. Oh, hell, YES my lantern is getting his own book.)
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ME: "Emerald Warrior preview pages are up!"
HIM: "Huh?"
ME: "Emerald Warrior preview pages are up!"
HIM: o.O ... "What's that?"
ME: "...What?"
HIM: "What are you talking about?"
ME: "Emerald Warriors."
HIM: "Which is?"
ME: "Seriously?!"
HIM: "Yeah. I don't know what you're talking about."
ME: "EMERALD WARRIORS. Comic. Talking about it for SIX MONTHS."
HIM: "So, is it, like, superheroes?"
ME: "It's GUY."
HIM: "Guy?"
ME: o.O ... o.O ... "Seriously, are you fucking with me?"
HIM: "What?"
ME: "Are you fucking with me? Are you just saying shit to make me look at you funny?"
HIM: "Honey, I sincerely have no idea what you're talking about."
ME: "GUY GARDNER'S COMIC BOOK."
HIM: "Doesn't he already have a book?"
ME: "You ARE fucking with me!"
HIM: "No! I'm not! He has a comic! I know he has a comic!"
ME: "No, he's IN a comic. Emerald Warriors is going to be HIS book."
HIM: "Huh?"
ME: "Oh, dear fucking Christ."
HIM: "What?"
ME: "Never mind."
HIM: "No. What?! Explain it to me!"
ME: "Guy Gardner is getting his own book. As a Green Lantern. Written by Tomasi."
HIM: "Who's Tomasi?"
ME: "Just...Go put your pants on."
So, yeah. My Husband, the wonderful man that he is, who listens to me talk Lanterns on a WEEKLY basis (at LEAST), has apparently blanked out EVERYTHING I've said about EW since I first (and this is true) pumped my fist in the air and screamed, "HELL YES YOU ARE" when it was announced Guy was going to headline a book.
Slow clap, anyone?
(Also, let it be known that the preview pages made me HAPPY. Oh, hell, YES my lantern is getting his own book.)
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on 2010-07-29 11:24 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2010-07-30 02:44 am (UTC)That being said: GUY.
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on 2010-08-02 04:35 am (UTC)(10 days to go to Emerald Warriors!)
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on 2010-07-30 03:22 am (UTC)I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS BOOK! I LOVE GUY SO, SO MUCH, AND I CAN'T WAIT. :D:D:D
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on 2010-07-30 03:48 am (UTC)ME: "So, Guy Gardner is getting his own book!"
HIM: "Oh, I'm sure that's very exciting for you!"
OMG WANT RIGHT NOW. GUY GUY GUY GUY GUY.
And he's NEARLY NAKED in the opening pages. And then there's LANTERN BUTT.
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on 2010-08-09 03:36 pm (UTC)I'M SO EXCITED! JUST TWO MORE DAYS!!
Lantern butt is always the best.