It seemed like such a simple, elegant idea.
In a vision
I imagined Calvin as an old man, having just gasped his
last breath. But
suddenly a smiling Hobbes is there, acting as his guide
as part of a whole new adventure. Together they go "exploring"
one last time.
Kinda gets ya right here, doesn't it?
Then I had to draw the damn thing and make some sense of
it in the process.
First I had to contrive a manner of Calvin's death that
didn't involve drug abuse, power tools or dismemberment,
which you and I both know is inevitable.
I had to introduce Hobbes as not only the Angel of Death
but also as an acquaintance of Calvin's
showing him or letting you actually know it's him
I also had to tell the story in just three pages, even
though it deserved more, for no other reason than I couldn't
ways to have Hobbes in the story without showing
Then I drew the last panel, today's comic, and damn if
it probably couldn't have stood on it's own, even
if it was a little terse and a whole lot obtuse. I'll consider
it a lesson learned.
BTW, my apologies to Bill Watterson. Please don't sue me.
This was fun but I can't wait to get back to more progressive
yuks. In fact, I wonder what Michael Steele is up to these
past few days.
He said what? Really? Dang.