behold, productivity


So…another one of those lamented (at least by me) “look at what I did on my weekend!” posts.

Had an okay week at work. I have an actual assigned desk now, which is something; the box of office supplies and documentation is now out of the back of my car and reinstalled in the new office (forty feet from my old one), at least for the moment. The biggest challenge is that my lead contractor rep (the genius who does or coordinates all the actual work) is out for a while because his wife had a baby; his team is awesome and competent, but none of us have the depth or breadth of knowledge that he does, so we’re all playing catch-up a bit, especially since I’m still learning.

The good news is that I’m learning a lot, and quickly, and am quickly getting a picture of what my job actually entails (rather than just the official job description – you all know how it is), and I’m keeping the ship afloat, and not taking on too much water. Happily, my management chain seems to think I’m doing fine, so for the moment, I’m good.

I did have to come into the office on Friday for a couple of hours for some meetings (hopefully not a regular thing), but it was all relatively painless, and I managed to hand off something from my old job properly, rather than just sticking my replacement with something without explanation or instruction.

I believe in the campsite rule – leave things better than you found them*.

Friday night, we (Colleen, Mary, and I) met a few friends at The National Theater downtown for a new talent showcase for local bands, including, in particular, our friends Griff’s Room Band, who are awesome and you should totally check them out if they play near you. Give it a year, and these guys are going to be huge (they’ve got some big stuff working in the early stages).

The rest of the weekend was quiet, yet still productive. Saturday, it seems the con crud that had been running through the house finally took it’s turn with me, if only for a day (I got lucky on this one), so I stuck around the house, laid low reading the new Sanderson and doing laundry. Sunday I felt a bit better, but still stayed close to home. Did some grocery shopping, made some chili, edited another story for Local Magic (Which will be out soon, from Antimatter Press!), and did my taxes, since all the various players managed to get my stuff to me really quickly this year.

Not sure what’s on the docket this week. Probably more of the same, which, I suppose is okay. It’s life, and it’s maybe settling into a pattern again, assuming this weather system up north doesn’t crawl too far down into the mid-Atlantic. We’ll see.


* – an easy thing to do, as most of my jobs involve getting hired to pick something up that somebody dropped and ignored for a year or more. That’s my life and career: cleaning up other people’s messes. Could be worse; I suspect as long as I maintain that skill set, I’ll never want for work.


something besides penguins and drinking games – the state of a blog


So yeah, life’s getting in the way around here; not much in the way of time to tend to this little corner of the internet. I guess I should be honest; I haven’t been tending to this space with much real depth for a while now. I guess there are a couple of reasons for that.

The first thing I can think of is that I’m busy doing other things; maybe this place isn’t the outlet it used to be for me. I’ve got a vibrant social circle out there that I spend a lot of time doing things with in meatspace; most of my writing here anymore isn’t think pieces so much as “I did this cool thing over the weekend” or whatever; I like to think I’m still thoughtful, but I only have so many brain cycles to parse out amongst my various constituencies.

Secondly, I have more constituencies now. Besides home and family, work is eating up a lot right now; I’ve switched jobs on some level every year for the last four years, and the last two switches were a bit more drastic than most, as I jumped agencies and then job series – I’m spending a lot of brain power just figuring out my place in the work world, since the fruits of that labor let me do all the other cool stuff, plus sort of important things like food and clothing and shelter. The new job is shaping up; I’m learning lots, and don’t feel quite so lost, but in all honesty, it’s going to take a while to figure out how to be in charge of the program instead of just a cog within it.

Beyond shuffling the day jobs around with alarming regularity, I’ve picked up a couple of side gigs along the way. The cool stuff on the weekends and the vibrant social circles have turned me into a developmental editor of cool science fiction and fantasy stories, which is still kind of exciting. I’ve also fallen in with some excellent creative musician types, where I get to be a wrock star with some regularity, including this weekend, where in addition to a pretty kick-ass band show, I got to be part of some excellent jam sessions with the likes of Mikey Mason, Griff’s Room Band, and Valentine Wolfe. I’m getting to exercise my creative muscles in different ways, which is very cool, but doesn’t always lend itself to time to carve deep thoughts upon this canvas of electrons.

And finally, I guess, I’ve been doing this bloggy thing for almost twelve years. I wonder sometimes if I’m running out of things to say. When I do feel like saying something, it feels like I end up repeating myself quite a bit. I don’t know, maybe a decade and change is the most anyone can expect from one of these things?

So? Does this mean I’m done? I don’t know. I kind of doubt it (for one thing, my hosting bill is paid up for at least a year), but maybe I’ve come around to giving myself permission to let this space turn into something else. I’ll be just as surprised as anybody else.


gamifying politics


So folks, tonight’s the Annual State of the Union address, as proscribed by Article II, Section III of the U.S. Constitution:

He shall from time to time give to the Congress information of the state of the union and recommend to their consideration such measures as he shall judge necessary and expedient

This “annual message to Congress” has been happening since the earliest days of the country, and became the traditional and largely formalized “State of the Union” address under FDR’s watch in the 1940s. it’s developed something of a pattern since then, enough to be somewhat predictable, at least enough to make a game out of it…like BINGO or something a bit more lubricated.

With that in mind, as I do every year, I post the rules to the annual State of the Union drinking game. Please be both civically engaged socially responsible.


gamifying science


Thanks to this story on NPR Sunday morning, my family has discovered, a project through which researchers crowdsource science, appealing to the public to help classify hundreds of thousands of photographs of penguins taken all over the world via remote camera installations.

Basically, people can visit the web site, where they’re presented with photos, usually containing penguins. By clicking on the penguins to identify adults, chicks, and eggs, vistors help scientists to collate the images, and by doing so, track penguin populations’ size, movements, and breeding behavior.

My youngest child is currently obsessed with clicking on penguins; we’ve spent the last two evenings clicking on penguins to help the scientists. It kind of feels like a game; or at least it works like one, but the simple act of clicking on penguins gives us a chance to help animal researchers do valuable science, playing some small part in something bigger.


the now-traditional annual job change post


…apologies for the shitty transition

After two and a half weeks off, I returned to the office Monday, perhaps refreshed from my holiday staycation, though mostly wracked with low-level anxiety about the prospects of my new job, which also began Monday (the fourth time I’ve changed positions in four years…I hope to slow that down a bit moving forward). Going in, I rationally knew that I was qualified for this position, and that I’d be able to succeed, given my skills and experience. However, being not 100 percent sure what I’d be doing (or even where I’d be sitting) when I returned, I spent the last several days of my leave-taking sleeping fitfully, living with tension, and having lucid dreams about wandering lost around conference centers not knowing where the meeting I needed to attend was being held, and encountering spirits of jobs and careers past, all of them providing conflicting or nonsensical information…

I suspect most reading this have been there at some point. Right now, though, I’m waving hello from the cunningly-placed photo-op verandah. Hi!

All in all, though, the first day could have been worse. Sure, my supervisor of record wasn’t here, my (for lack of a better term) mentor* started the week working three states over, I still don’t have a desk assigned (I camped out in my old desk because as nobody scheduled a move, all my computer and phone hardware was still there), many simple housekeeping questions remain unanswered, and much of the org chart stuff that manifests via the email system and other things still show me assigned to my old job; but, with a few phone calls, pleasant conversations and emails, I managed to be sort of useful to an ongoing test effort, got a few security forms and access requests for all the new computer systems I’m going to need to get into filed, figured out where I need to show up on Tuesday, and most importantly, verified that Human Resources processed the promotion paperwork on time, so if nothing else, I’m getting paid the properly agreed upon higher salary this job brings with it.

All in all, I really do think this is going to be a good move. Eventually, the details will get sorted out and I’ll become a productive and useful member of my new team. Eventually.

If anything, I don’t necessarily recommend changing jobs right at year-end when most of the workforce is off on holiday. Should’ve seen that one coming.


* – I’m not sure what he is, really, besides overworked. My position was created in part to take some of the workload off of his, and he’s the one who’s going to be providing most of the direction I receive until I get brought up to speed. He’s also the origin of the blockquote at the beginning of this piece. Imagine said line delivered with a bit of good natured shrug to punctuate things. Could be worse.


2014 in review


I usually do a “by the numbers” post here, racking up the various numbers by which the year can be measured. Not going to to that this year, largely because my flu shot back in October was complete crap and I’ve been sick my whole Christmas break.

My lovely spouse just pointed out that this is a pattern: I take time off, I get sick to fill the space. She’s quite likely right. Gotta work on that.

In any case, I’ll just do a quick narrative of the highlights, because I don’t feel like digging for the numbers; that’s too much work.

Generally, 2014 was objectively pretty cool. Had a great job with the best team I’ve worked with I think, ever. I’m on deck to start a new opportunity next week that pays more, plays to my skills, and doesn’t take me out of the other team’s orbit. That’s pretty cool.

I got to play rock star a bunch of times. That’s neat. I have another gig in two weeks, and more to come. Who’d have thought this crap would hit in my 40s?

I’m an editor now. I help people make neat things. The stuff we put out this year was pretty successful, all told. I’m having fun.

I have a vibrant and sometimes overwhelming social life. There’s never a shortage of people to hang out with and do cool things with. Sometimes, I feel like I get too much of this, but that’s my introvert talking. I need to listen occasionally, that’s all.

The kids mostly (mostly) have it together. Grades look better; I feel like I have to worry a little less about supporting them into their late middle age. That’s a decent feeling.

Sure, there’ve been some stresses; health issues, financial stress (usually to cover stuff that needed done), and various other little things. I mention them in passing, because they exist, but overall, things looked good.

This year? More of the same would be okay, maybe a little less stress on the financial and health stuff would be nice.


wrapping up


So, I’ve been done with work for the year since last Wednesday. That’s usually enough to warrant a mention here by itself. Not this year; I’ve been too busy. Now it’s Christmas Eve, I’ve been off for a about a week (wow…doesn’t seem like it), and I’m finally getting a small breather.

I’ve been doing some of the usual Christmas-y things; knocking out presents, getting some decorations up, and all the other things you’d expect. I am, as far as I’m concerned, done with my shopping and wrapping now, unless I’m struck with a fit of inspiration in the next couple of hours, and it’s something I can achieve in the next couple of hours. I need to be on the other side of town around 5pm to do a quick run through some music before the Christmas Eve service: “Coventry Carol” – solo vocal with me backing up on finger-picked acoustic guitar. It’s gorgeous.

So, what have I been doing for the last week otherwise? Last week, I won some tickets (from amazing radio station WNRN) to catch music legend Kenny Rogers when he came to town. As my lovely wife couldn’t come, having a prior commitment, my friend Sam came along. The first set was amazing; all the hits you’d expect; the stuff of my youth, riding in the car with my dad with the AM radio playing. It was so good we didn’t even notice the weird plastic surgery. Second set was…odd, in terms of the shift in tone. This was also the holiday tour. The second set was every awful 70s/80s TV holiday variety show cliche you could think of (sleigh bells, pining for loved ones, forced banter, singing kids, borrowed local church choir), peppered with a bunch of asides about the perceived “War on Christmas” conservatives get up in arms about. I always take country show banter with a grain of salt; it’s gotta play to the audience, and many of this audience, being particularly southern, and “enthusiastic with drink”, got a little too excited when the red meat got thrown. The band was still amazing, and the arrangements of some of the traditional tunes (especially the jazzy instrumental carols at the beginning) were pretty great; the shift in tone, though, was kind of bizarre. Still, as I always say, “never pass up an opportunity for live music”, especially free music, and in that regard, I was far from disappointed.

There’s been family things – holiday concerts, appointments, ferrying kids out for holiday shopping, some alone time with the spouse, and generally just hanging out and ribbing each other. You know, what people do, when they’re awful people like us.

I’ve also been busy with some extra copy-editing; Antimatter is trying to get our latest anthology, Local Magic, out in the next month or so, and I’m helping the effort by copy editing and cleaning up some of the stories for publication. Probably later this month, I’ll be doing some coding so it’ll be available for purchase for your favorite e-reader some day soon (that I’ll be sure to let you know about here).

That’s if I have time…

Remember that cliffhanger back before the panda dodging laserblasts? I guess I can finally talk about that; it’s been in the works since August, after all. When I return to the office after the new year, I’ll be returning to a new job. Yes, another one (it’s become kind of an annual thing for me the last couple of years in the last quarter of the year). As most of you know, I’m a software guy, shepherding projects through design and testing and deployment. I’ve done this for the last decade or so, though I’ve always done it from the business side in various acquisition directorates. Come January (actually, it’s official on December 28th), I’ll be hopping over to the information technology directorate, doing basically the same thing, but from a slightly different angle.

I’ll be shifting from being the most IT guy in Acquisition to being (hopefully) the most Acquisition guy in IT.

It was a good opportunity, as it’s a promotion (getting me back up to the grade I gave up when I moved local last year, plus a little bit), and I think it’ll be interesting work; it sounds like most of my job will be shepherding projects; though more in the sense of making sure the contractors our agency hires have the tools they need to do their job – I won’t quite be management, but it’ll be closer than I’ve been since I ran catering trucks full of high school kids back in college. Also, it’s not really that different from what I’ve been doing.

I did agonize over taking the job a little bit, as for the past year, I’ve been working with the best group of people I’ve ever managed to get saddled with; everyone’s competent, pleasant, and we’re all friends – it’s a very positive work environment, and I was hesitant about leaving it. It’s made this past year in employment a real joy. The good bit is that my desk is only moving about 40 feet (theoretically; they haven’t actually found a seat for me yet), and my new job will bring me into contact with my old co-workers on a daily basis, though it’s possible I may be considered “the enemy” (though it’s all in good fun).

So, that’s been it, other than watching my small investment of $15 dollars become a month’s worth of entertainment – seriously, if you’re in any way that type of person, make sure you get in on next year’s Cards Against Humanity’s Holiday Bullshit event; it’s a blast.A month’s worth of gifts mailed to you throughout December: this year, I got new cards (some with my name on them), games, stickers, comedy, and my own small piece of a private island. Looking for those silly envelopes has made December much more bearable.

As usual, I probably won’t be posting much; I’ll try to do the usual end-of-year summary things that I do, but this is my personal time; don’t be surprised if I just cut the internet out of my life for days at a time…It’s my little reward of peace and quiet after a busy year of life.

I hope you all find some peace for yourselves as well – Happy Holidays!


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up and down


So, this past weekend, stuff happened. Warning: post will contain life.

I worked a short week last week, as I will this weekend – it’s the end of the year, and for the first time, accumulated leave, and my inertial habit of not taking all that much during the course of the year (especially when my schedule gives me every Friday off as it is) meant that I had some “use-of-lose” leave to blow. It’s a new experience, that. I need to think more about taking a few more days during the year to avoid the crunch; not that things don’t slow way down in mid-December anyway…

Digression…likely to be a problem here. Sorry.

Anyway, being off Thursday, I took care of a couple of things. The Christmas tree went up, and it only took Lady Sif, who is experiencing her first Christmas, about six hours to knock it down. Good thing we still haven’t hung ornaments on it – we probably won’t at this point, given that she’s now figured out how to climb the tree without knocking it over, and balancing herself halfway up. The little motion sensing bird thing I hung on the lower branches to deter climbing doesn’t work at all, either – the cats whack it on purpose so it makes noise. It’s their house, I guess – the rest of us are graciously allowed to stay in exchange for petting and food.

Also, on Friday, I got to experience the inverse of the Hot Girl in the Comic Shop phenomenon by including a run to the fabric store for my lovely wife so she might have materials to continue crafting holiday gifts into a solo errand run. As I waited in line to have my portion of polar fleece cut from the bolt, I learned lots and lots of details about the lives and cats and dogs and neices and nephews of the various middle-aged crafty women in line, and also the receipient of a bunch of confused looks. It was an interesting adventure.

Saturday was a bit of an emotional roller coaster. The central event of the day was a funeral. The first week of December, word reached us that an acquaintance, well on the way to becoming a good friend (he’d joined up with the usual hiking and gaming crew a bunch of times, and fit right in) had died suddenly. No expectation, no reason, just one of those things where something pops in an otherwise healthy person. He was 41 years old, and left behind a lovely wife and three kids, the oldest the same age as my youngest.


His memorial service took place on Saturday afternoon, and was, you might say if you were putting it mildly, difficult; beautiful in it’s way, but difficult. We all felt for the family left behind, and those of us of a certain age were confronted rather intimately by the prospect of our own mortality. I hope, for everyone’s sake, that none of us (including you, dear reader) have to experience something like this any time soon.

The rest of Saturday was a little better; my lovely spouse and I left the children in the care of their teenage sibling while we went out to a divey little jazz bar in the city to catch a set by my friend Steve’s band Cha Cha’s Cadillac. the show was supposed to be a “CD Release Party”, though the bill filled up with several other groups, so CCC got an hour or so to play around 9pm. While it didn’t exactly work out for the band, it worked out for us, who got to catch a great rockabilly set, socialize with a couple of friends who came out, and be home getting ready for bed by 11pm. Not bad. Also, the CD, Battle Hymns, is excellent – go find it on itunes or CDbaby or whatever – it’s great stuff.

Sunday involved a bit of running around, being delayed by excessively slow customer service, and getting the girls (all three of them) into Chester Christmas Parade, which involved dropping them off at one end of the route, and racing to beat the intersection closings to get to the other end of the route so I could pick them up at the end. Luckily, the route was only about a mile and a half long, so it wasn’t too bad. Anyway, they all jigged and reeled the whole way as part of Heart of Ireland School of Dance‘s parade presence, dodging horse poop and insistent handbill guys pushing a FREE CHRISTMAS CONCERT (with a side order of evangelism) along the route.


Also, since this weekend round-up comes in a little late, I’ll address Monday as well. We had my office workgroup’s holiday luncheon/party/whatever yesterday afternoon at Maggiano’s Little Italy, where my work team, and our various spouses, gorged ourselves into a food coma of excellent Italian food. We did the same thing last year, so our little workgroup has established the annual holiday tradition (since this is only the second year our division has existed). Lots of good food, excellent chocolate cake, and the need for expandable pants. It was a nice experience, especially as I got to share my work family with my lovely wife, and my lovely wife with my work family.

Also, it was kind of bittersweet, because this is probably the last time all of us will get to do this together. As to why, that probably deserves it’s on post.

How’s that for a cliffhanger, stay tuned!


back-channel studio communication and the spider-man situation


If you’ve been following entertainment news at all recently, you’ve probably heard about the Sony Pictures hack that went down recently, allegedly perpetrated by North Korea because of that Seth Rogen/James Franco comedy about tabloid journalists being recruited to assasinate Kim Jong-Un. Whether that suspicion is true or not (I don’t know), the world learned some interesting news about the inner-workings of Hollywood, ranging from studio executives calling Angelina Jolie a “minimally talented spoiled brat”, to difficulties with the latest James Bond film, to ill-conceived ideas like merging the 21 Jump Street and Men in Black franchises into one crossover movie.

For my money, though the most interesting bits were the discussions of the Spider-Man franchise, particularly the details about conversations between Sony Pictures and Marvel Films about rights issues, profit sharing, and most importantly, incorporating Spidey into the Marvel Cinematic Universe.

The history of Spider-Man on film has been long and storied, and let’s be honest, pretty dysfunctional (they’ve written books on the whole sordid relationship between Spidey and the screen). Back in the mid-80s, when superheroes weren’t a sure-fire Hollywood bet, Marvel, facing financial struggles and not even remotely in the movie business, sold the Spider-Man film rights. for almost 20 years those rights bounced around, and despite many interesting developments (including a screwy James Cameron treatment) nothing got made, until 2002 when Sony released the first film directed by Sam Raimi, which was great (for its time) and kicked off the current superhero fashion. Of course, things eventually soured, and five films later, Spidey is on the downslide, largely because of mishandling of the character (especially if you ask comic book fans or Sony Corporation corporate executives). The movies still make money, but not lots (especially given the budgets), but are critically panned (exhibit A: The Amazing Spider-Man 2), especially since Marvel’s now in the movie business, and setting the example for everyone else.

That said, Sony’s got the rights for Spidey in perpetuity, if my understanding of the deal is right (different from the Fox deal with X-Men and the Fantastic Four, whose right lapse if they don’t actively produce things on a regular timetable). However, Sony is a strugglng studio, and was even before these hacking revelations. They’ve had a few hits recently, but no reliably profitable franchises aside from 007.

Marvel fans have, for years, longed for Spider-Man to “come home” and join the same screen universe populated by Downey Jr’s Iron Man and Chris Evans’ Captain America, feeling Marvel would finally get the character right. The leaks from the recent hacks indicate that this recently came very close to happening, though those talks initially fell through. However, if the rumors (see that link in the second paragraph above) are to be believed, with these leaked discussions seeing the light of day, discussions may, in fact, still be happening.

As I’ve said before, this is an exciting time to be a comic book fan. Especially a Spider-Man fan, as I’ve been since I was a small child. I still read the comics (it helps that my favorite comic writer, Dan Slott, does a great job with the character, despite the weirdness of the last decade), was overjoyed by the first film series (even if it hasn’t aged well), and while I’ve had problems with the newly rebooted series, I think that as long as he’s in the suit, Andrew Garfield is a pretty great Spider-man (when he’s in civvies, I’m less sold).

As a fan, I’d love to see Spidey back in the Marvel studios fold, eventually. That said, I’m kind of glad Marvel didn’t have access to one of it’s biggest guns right out of the gate. If they did, I doubt we’d have gotten such a diverse film universe, and we’d certainly never have gotten things like Guardians of the Galaxy and films in the pipeline about Ant-Man and Doctor Strange. It forced Marvel to go for some of the deep cuts, and turned some of these lesser properties into tentpoles, creating a unified brand and telling some great stories without leaning on pre-established relationships with the public consciousness, leading, I think, to a much stronger product; a living, breathing universe ready to birth a wealth of new characters.

According to the Sony leaks, Spider-Man was almost part of Civil War, the upcoming Captain America film (based on a storyline Spidey played a big part in), but that fell through. Which, was probably for the best, to be honest. Peter Parker would be a plot crutch in that story before becoming properly established. It sounds like they worked the story out otherwise (a good thing, as comics Civil War was a mess – an interesting idea with crappy execution). The latest info points toward a Sony “Spider-Man Summit” in January, and the latest-latest rumors indicate that Marvel Studios President Kevin Feige will be present; seems he’s got some thoughts on the direction of the franchise, and those thoughts include a clean break from existing continuity, and probably most importantly, getting rid of Avi Arad, former Marvel executive (and the guy who started Marvel Studios), who is considered largely responsible for how messed up this Spider-Man business has gotten.

In any case, it seems that Marvel and Sony are well on their way to an agreement that will send Spidey home eventually. We’ll see how it goes.

My personal ideal situation? Marvel and Sony come to an agreement. The details of the agreement don’t matter so much for me except for creative control landing back in Marvel’s court (they can work out profit-cost sharing agreements to their hearts’ content; doesn’t really matter unless it affects the creative property). As for introducing Spider-Man to the larger Marvel Cinematic universe, I’m perfectly happy with a clean break with the Sony stories, which got convoluted. While I liked Andrew Garfield in the role (he had some great wisecracking in the suit, anyway), I like the idea of starting Spider-Man over with Marvel fresh.

This doesn’t mean we need to do the origin of Spider-Man again. We’ve seen two different interpretations of the origin in the last decade. People know it cold; it’s not necessary. That said, as much as I love the older Peter Parker (science teacher era would be excellent), Marvel Studios hasn’t tackled the teenager angle yet, nor the secret identity thing, which might be fun for a while*.

I like the idea of having Spider-Man come to the attention of SHIELD/The Avengers as a street level start-up hero, cleaning up the streets and maybe tackling a couple non-cosmic scale villains from the Rogue’s gallery. Do the intro from the Avengers’ perspective in a post-credit stinger in one of the Phase 3 films: Spidey webs up a couple of carjackers or the Shocker or something, and turns to find one of the Avengers observing. Teenage Pete is kind of startstruck, and bluffs his way through the encounter with false teenage bravado. The encounter ends with a “keep fighting the good fight, kid. If you need us, give us a call” from the established hero. He’s in. That’s all you need to get him into the Infinity War action, leading to a solo film with an established Spider-Man in Phase 4, with the origin details sketched out in dialog and characterization, rather than the first 40 minutes of the movie – seriously, all you need is bite/Uncle Ben/”With Great Power comes Great Responsibility” checked in passing.

Feel free to send me a check, Marvel. There’s your solution.


* – Not that SHIELD couldn’t figure out Spider-Man’s actual identity as a matter of routine. Heck, they probably would. I kind of like the idea of them keeping his secret for a while without him knowing, just to see what he does. I kind of expect a properly intelligent teenage Spider-Man would know SHIELD would figure it out as well…though there’s possibility in the idea that a smart and sort of cocky kid who builds web shooters Spider-tracers and whatnot wouldn’t even consider that somebody could figure out his secret. Would be a great moment of humility, which plays well with Spidey stories. Don’t recruit him into SHIELD like the current cartoons (that’s too much, but maybe set up a mentor/hero worship relationship with Steve (I’d say Tony, but if “Civil War” spins out anything like the comics did…); I like that dynamic. See the Spider-Man episode of Avengers: Earth’s Mightiest Heroes for a pretty good example of how it might be done.


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