If I found out my life was a comic book? I'd wonder how come I never see any superheroes outside of conventions and bitch at my creator for their lack of creativity. The only catch would be if maybe my life were the type of comic where I make the superheroes and such and the moment my work is published they suddenly appear. At that point I might be (appropriately) freaked, then once I got over it I would revel in its awesomeness. If I was in a Marvel comic, I'd go looking for the X-Men, if I was in the DC Universe, I'd somehow get in contact with the Green Lanterns just so I can kick Hal in the head. Why? Because not only would I be able to do it (unless Hal is over 6ft 3in), but Hal is susceptible to head injuries, so it's bound to happen ^_^