I've gotten into this crazy cycle for the past couple weeks of staying up all night to do the comics and not being able to bring myself to actually start the comics until the morning of the update. That equals a very tired P.J.
This is one of those comics that we struggled with all week, smashing up free-floating concepts we'd had on our list of ideas like, "Space Monkeys at the barbershop" and "New Year's resolutions." I won't say it's our finest hour exactly, but that barber guy is pretty fly, says I.
We are hurtling, rocket-like, toward our 50th comic. I remember when it took several weeks to do a single strip. Now, it just involves me type-doodling some notes over Instant Messenger and PJ ruining his sleep cycle twice a week.
I'll be out of town (out of two towns, in fact, Austin and New Braunfels) the rest of the week, so I'll say it now — have a great New Year's Eve. Easy on the hooch and come back for more comics in the '05.
