Why Cal Heighton is a Bad Influence on Me

Like everyone, I read and enjoyed comic books as a kid. In those days, my favourite superheroes were Batman and Superman. But as I got older, I moved on to novels and more serious reading and didn't give comics a second thought again for . . . well, for decades.

And then, about six years ago, I started reading Cal Heighton's blog, Cal's Canadian Cave of Cool. Cal is a major comics enthusiast and has a huge collection of superhero toys and memorabilia. He is probably one of the most prolific and entertaining bloggers out there, in my opinion. Under his tutelage, without even really being aware of it, I have been indoctrinated into becoming a devotee of the Marvel Universe and a rabid fan of all things Thor, Loki, Avengers and X-Men.

I have even, may the Goddess help me, started my own wee Thor 'n Loki collection. (Please pardon the blurriness of these photos from my little point-and-shoot camera.)

And I've got a few figurines of some of my other superhero faves too:

And now look what Cal sent me in the mail last week!

Winged helmet and Mjolnir accessories -- articulated joints -- a real cloth costume -- and best of all, long blonde hair that is brushable like a Barbie doll's -- SQUEEEEEEE! What a great addition to my little collection! Thank you so much, Cal!

But Cal, My Rare One wants to have a stern word or two with you. She thinks your bad influence has made me go absolutely nutso and driven me right off the deep end. Despite being forced to sit through more Marvel movies than she would ever have thought humanly possible or advisable, My Rare One STILL does NOT see the charm or attraction of my fandoms. So while she's on the warpath, buddy, you might want to lay low for awhile and put on your Odin cosplay disguise to throw her off your trail. Just sayin'.