I recently picked up Volume 2 of Preacher, Garth Ennis's and Steve Dillon's middle-finger to religious hypocrisy. I read Volume 1 a year or two ago, loved it, but has never gotten around to collecting the rest of them. I had been missing out – Gran'ma, Billy-Bob, Jesus de Sade, and the creeped-out paintings by Glenn Fabry all do wonders to take on the problems of unquestioned faith. Volumes 3 through 9 are high on my future purchasing list.

Meanwhile, I kick myself for reading comics instead of, say, endless critical theory. I mean, I do have a 40-odd page paper that's only 1/8 done. But, I had a discussion with a prof yesterday that soothed my supposed guilt. He effectively said that if you read nothing but Jean Baudrillard all day, you'll lose your mind. It makes sense – questioning the nature of existence at every turn makes it hard to get cheerful about pizza night.

So, I dredged myself out and dusted off the comics reading list I'd abandoned a while ago. Also in the queue: 100 Bullets, The Walking Dead, and early X-Men.