So I was reading my stack of Wonder Woman comics last night (yes, Wonder Woman). Although I normally like to enjoy my comic reading in the comfort and security of my own office, I chose to read them in the living room. As a kid, I loved reading on the floor with the book on the coffee table, and now that we finally have a table in our living room, I figured why not?
"How can you read your comics out there?" Stephanie asked as she prepared to read in bed. (She obviously doesn't care about the condition of her books, right?)
"What do you mean?"
"Look at the way you're reading them. Aren't you going to damage them?"
"Oh, I don't care so much about that. These are new comics I just bought. I don't really care about how mint they are. I just want to read the story."
"Well, you don't look very comfortable."
"What am I supposed to do?"
"Sit on the couch."
"Then I'd have to bend forward too far to actually read it. That'd kill my back."
"No, I mean sit on the couch and hold the comic in your hands."
"Oh," I said, laughing a little. "Are you crazy? No way. I'd never do that to a comic book."

