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I went to the grocery store this evening to get milk and some cat litter. When it comes to cat litter, I make my decision based on one factor only, price. Which ever one is the cheapest is the one I come home with. I never even look at the label or the particular brands features. Honestly, it could be shards of radioactive glass in a plastic tub and I wouldn’t know till it came time to fill up the box again. Tonight, however, I did take a peek at the label as I picked it up to put it in my shopping cart. It was called Kitty Pride cat litter. I find it ironic that the cheapest cat litter has the word pride in its name.

So, Captain America is dead. I’ll tell you, I never really was a comic book kid growing up - too much reading was involved to get me interested. I did collect Usagi Yojimbo for a bit and occassionally I would grab an Iron Man (just thought his armor was cool looking) or Groo the Wanderer. As for Spidey, Hulk, or Captain America though, they just never appealled to me. I find it strange that this Captain America thing is such a huge deal. His death was covered on MSNBC for goodness sake (I probably shouldn’t be too surprised, there isn’t a day that goes by where there isn’t a story about Anna Nicole Smith’s death). Reading some of reactions on the various webzines has proved to be entertaining though. Here is my favorite comment (posted by Mr. Designer on Wired’s “Marval Comics Feel My Wrath!” comment section):

“I’m glad he is dead. Even when I was young I thought Captain America was a boring douche bag. ”

Priceless.