About Me

Welcome to Gnarly Graphic Goodies!

Hey, I’m Keith — Montana-born, ex-concrete boss, and current full-time comic & toy wrangler at Gnarly Graphic Goodies. After my lungs staged a coup in 2024 and kicked me off job sites for good, I took the one thing I’ve loved since I was a kid (cartoons, comics, and way too many action figures) and turned it into the new family gig. Now my amazing wife keeps me breathing, my son keeps me honest, and my two daughters keep the mystery bags packed with extra chaos and love. Welcome to the shop — grab a seat, dig through some long boxes, and help this family of five prove that sometimes the best second act is just getting to play for a living.

My Story

WhatWorst. “About Me” page. Ever.
(…or the best one you’ll read today. Decide for yourself, peasant.)Behold! I am Keith, Supreme Overlord and Chief Archivist of Gnarly Graphic Goodies, your one-stop shop for all things that go “BAMF!” in the night.I hail from a proud little town just outside Butte, Montana (yes, that Butte, home of the richest hill on Earth and people who actually wave when you drive by). Growing up, my religion was Saturday morning cartoons, my currency was action figures, and my sacred texts were whatever comic books I could trade my lunch money for.From 2005 to 2018, I poured concrete alongside my dad, learning how to turn mud into driveways, foundations, and lifelong back pain. In 2018 I said, “Excelsior!” and hung up my employee hat. I started my own concrete company (officially becoming “The Concrete Guy” to half the county). Business was good. Life was good. I was basically Montana’s version of Colossus, just with more rebar and fewer X-Men.Then, summer of 2024, my lungs staged a full-on rebellion. One day I’m out finishing a patio like a boss, the next day I’m negotiating with oxygen like it’s a limited-print variant cover. Doctors said, “No more dust, fumes, or Montana wind trying to murder you.” So I had to walk away from the company I built from nothing. Worst plot twist ever… or so I thought.Enter my wife: actual real-life superhero, holder of the infinity gauntlet of patience, and the only person who can keep me alive while simultaneously encouraging me to buy one more graded 9.8. (She’s basically Mary Jane, Lois Lane, and Alfred all rolled into one perfect human.)After months of sitting around feeling like a side character in my own story, I had an epiphany between coughs: why not turn my lifelong obsession with comics and toys into the main gig? A job where the dress code is pajamas, the workplace is climate-controlled, and the only thing trying to kill me is the suspense of waiting for a mystery box drop.So here we are. Gnarly Graphic Goodies is my new empire, built on decades of nerdery, a garage full of treasures, and the stubborn refusal to let a couple of cranky lungs write the ending to my story.Now I get to spend every day hunting rare books, curating toy runs, packing orders with more care than I ever gave a bull float, and hanging out with my family while doing it.From pouring slabs at 5 a.m. to carefully sliding a Silver Age key into a mylar sleeve at noon, this is the sequel I didn’t see coming.And honestly? Best career change ever.Thanks for stopping by. Grab something cool, join the ride, and help me prove that sometimes the universe yeets you out of one life just to land you exactly where you were always meant to be: surrounded by comics, toys, and the people I love.Worst lungs ever?
Nah. Best origin story ever.— Keith
(Former Concrete Guy. Current Professional Nerd.) I Offer

Gnarly Graphic Goodies is a family-run Montana shop dishing out the hottest 616 comics exclusives (trade, virgin, minimal dress), plus fire from Unknown Comics, East Coast shops, and indie publishers. Toys? Fresh mid-tier heat: Super7 Ultimates, McFarlane DC Multiverse & Page Punchers, Hasbro Black Series, Power Rangers Lightning Collection, and more. Vintage toys coming soon. Everything’s hand-picked, packed by me and the wife-and-kids squad, shipped fast, and priced collector-friendly—no scalper nonsense here, just fair deals so you can actually finish your runs without selling a kidney. Come grab the goods!