Goddamnit, I love Baltimore. Oh, sure, I am southern by the grace of the devil, but man, my new home is treating me well. For one, this city has some of the greatest iconography I have ever seen. The state flag, the orioles cartoony bird head, the Utz broad and that Natty Boh dude. This is a town that can get behind some great art. It’s no wonder that we house the greatest store in the world, Atomic Books. If ever there was a place created to extract my money, this would be it. I walk around in there and think, “I am pretty much into every single product in here.” I don’t get that helpless feeling walking around my local ding and dent shop, I assure you, my fine readers that much. I can also assure you that my credit card is really taking some dings and dents from Atomic Books too. Enough about me, though. Let’s talk things. Things that I bought. Ah, jeez. I couldn’t stop for even a second!