...Or....Is my memory really that bad??? Evidently, Yes.

9 months ago I made the ingenious decision to leave my nice little job as a cog in a giant corporate machine (and yes you can freely conjure up images of Metropolis here if you want), and I bought into a 40-year-old professional service business. Is it phenomenally exciting for most of you to hear this? No. But it was exciting to me so, tough ta-ta's!

As a result of this decision though all my cash was gone. Meaning no comics. That's right, 9 months of NADA as I rolled up my sleeves and got to work.

Well, here I am 9 months later and I've finally received some payback on my equity, so what was my first act?

I'm sure you guessed it: Immediately break out the shipment I started to get ready for grading 10 months ago. It's been sitting on a shelf collecting dust in my basement this entire time. I'm glad to say now it's out of my house and into the hands of the CGC Machine.

Problem being after 10 months it amazing what one can forget-like:

How to submit comics?

Why was I planning on submitting duplicates (I must have had some reason in mind at the time)? and

Where is my Incredible Hulk #180 (not #181, I know perfectly well where that one it is, but what happened to #180)?

Needless to say it's been a steep learning curve for this old brain, but I think I have it down pat. Now that my current shipment is "received" by the CGC, only time will tell.

The moral of the story: It's either --

You're never too old to take a risk and go out on your own,

OR

Never stop shipping in comics. Cold Turkey is just plain mean, and comic knowledge is a perishable skill.

I'll leave it up to you to decide which.

Happy Submission Everyone!

R-Mac

And I did find my IH180 by-the-way. Long story....