I didn't intend to get this one done already. I finished it last night around 1:30am, an hour or so after THE Ohio State University lost another BCS Championship. I'm not a huge college football fan, but I do support the home team and I think Jim Tressel's a good coach. And football is always good to work to.
So yesterday, I had no jokes for page ten. I knew I wanted to do a bit with Quincy, Abby's brother. I've described him elsewhere as the Lucy to Mark's Charlie Brown, if Charlie Brown really could kick the football but wasn't allowed to. He's a great foil for Mark, and puts a little conflict in the Tennyson family. But he's sometimes hard to get a handle on, or figure some new way he could torment Mark, so I was in the tall grass.
One of my New Year's Resolutions is to take more walks. I like taking walks, listening to the iPod, walking around the village. Weather doesn't bother me too much, but yesterday it was in the low sixties, and you have to take advantage of a gift like that. Besides, Stephen King takes walks to solve his writing problems. It's also how he got hit by that car, but that's another story.
I walked and thought of many things. The impending OSU game and Quincy mixed in my brain soup and I came up with an idea. Quincy's always competitive with Mark, due in no small part that Quincy always wanted a brother, and the concept of their respective colleges playing in a bowl game lent itself to a few punchlines.
When I got back to the house, I started working on the strip. It was late afternoon, and I didn't think I'd finish it. I started coloring it around nine and just couldn't stop. I know when I get like that, it's better to ride the wave and just finish it. Besides, it'd leave me clear for the work that must get done today. And, with the warmer weather and all, it was almost like those summer nights I stayed up until 2:00 or later trying to finish a page. I know it's bizarre to say that staying up late to finish a page is fun, but it kinda is.
Oh, and on a completely different note, yesterday was the first convertible day of the year. A little early, but I don't look gift horses in the mouth.