Story & Art Charlie Beck Starring (in order of appearance) Bryan Quinn as Frank Published in Not yet published	There used to be this crazy old building in downtown Milwaukee that had freeway ramps going all the way around it. I always thought the building was amazing and always wanted to do a comic featuring it. Anyway, it became pretty obvious that they were finally planning on tearing it down (they were in the middle of a ten-year project to rebuild the Marquette interchange at the time) so I absolutely had to go take my pictures as soon as possible. I came up with a vague idea for a comic starring Bryan as Frank. One night Warren, Tim Rebers, Bryan, and I decided to have a crazy adventure downtown. First, Bryan, Warren, and I went down to the casino. Tim was supposed to come right away but he had to work until midnight so we started playing Bingo without him. At a real live casino, Bingo is much more complicated than any of us had previously thought. Bryan and I bought daubers (I got the cheapest one they had and Bryan splurged on some kind of super deluxe two-sided Elvis dauber) and started working it. And I had Bingo on the very first round! Until it turned out I didn’t know the rules for the round and you were supposed to be going for a postage stamp pattern or something. Tim didn’t have a car so around 11:30, Warren and I left to go get him, leaving Bryan alone at the casino with like 20 Bingo sheets laid out in front of him and a dauber in each hand. After picking up Tim we decided to shoot a short comic with Jasper and Kevin (which ended up being “December Summer”) and got back to the casino at about a quarter to 2 in the morning. Bryan was still there, daubers in hand, working his cards and chatting with some middle-aged ladies who were still at the table. In spite of all his cards, he hadn’t won once. I think I was supposed to buy a round of drinks for everybody, but it got too late (you can’t sell alcohol after 2 AM in Wisconsin) and we ended up driving down by the construction on the Marquette Interchange. I started shooting the comic with Bryan then, but it was too dark and my camera wasn’t nice enough. And we’re pretty sure there was a drug deal going on like a block away, so we left. But not before Bryan found a piece of rebar in the rubble that he kept “forgetting” in my car and apartment and garage just to piss me off. It was really quite remarkable how he kept managing to sneak a two foot long, twenty pound piece of iron into my apartment and then leave it in inopportune places without me noticing. I think I finally got fed up and threw it in a dumpster after about six months of this nonsense. In spite of which, Bryan recently told me that he currently has it at his apartment and is waiting for the right moment to strike again.
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