DLand - Who's the Packrat?!

Holy shit, I've just won the lottery. Ok, not really, but it feels that way. Kevin is moving (co-worker, comic book Kevin, not Thornbury Kevin). And in his transition, he needs someone to store his comic books for him in a good climate controlled environment.Kevin's bringing nearly 50 long boxes to my house on Saturday. No! Please don't throw me in that briar patch! That's 20 square feet of comics stacked four deep. I think I'm going to have to take down the guest bed to make room for them. That must say something about your level of comic book addiction when you need a U-Haul to move your comics. But hey, it's my gain. Woohoo! In other news, I got positive reinforcement for being a packrat this weekend. I have been driving around with a spare headlight in my car for about two years. And Monday I needed it since I managed to smash up the left side of my car (long story ... rain + plastic lightweight car = bad). So I didn't even have to go buy a light but just replace the one with the one in the trunk. I made several Charles Atlas flexing poses in the parking lot after that. Who's the packrat? Genie's the packrat. I've also got two wiper blades in my back seat that have been around for about a year. I'm waiting for those to come in handy soon.