I'm getting silly about this now. I finished this page late last night, technically early this morning, and then I plopped in front of the couch to watch Life on Mars. I got to bed pretty late, but the page got done, and I got my 1973 fix.
Here's my panel from page thirteen, which features someone you've never seen… well, you have, you just don't know it… screaming about wanting some peanut butter and jelly. It's not the best panel on the page, to be sure, but everything else reveals something about the upcoming issue that's too spoilerish to post. So here you get a guy in a Star Trek-style cell.
After I clear page twelve, things seem to speed to the finish. With eleven pages left to draw, there are three pages already written, so just eight blank pages left. That's not bad.
(And, to any new readers, especially from the aformentioned Mental Floss readers, I post a panel from every page as I get it done, and every post has a song lyric for a title. There's a theme tying them together. See if you can guess it!)