CLIVE: You ever have that thing where you get mad at someone in a dream and the you're STILL MAD when you wake up?
Well, I did the OPPOSITE.
CLIVE: Last night I dreamed I had a real heart-to-heart with Arthur from next door.
I felt SILLY for HATING him all these years.
And the weirdest part was--when I woke up, that deep and abiding hatred was LEGITIMATELY GONE!
I don't hate him anymore!
JULIA: But that was just a dream! In REALITY he's STILL the same jerk he's ALWAYS been!
And that ANIMAL of his! UGH!
CLIVE: But I've LET GO of my hate! I feel GREAT!
The poor ol' weirdo is just chronically misunderstood!
JULIA: YOU CANNOT LET YOUR GUARD DOWN OR HE WILL SENSE IT
[[ARTHUR suddenly appears, riding his Piranhamoose, FLUFFY. FLUFFY knocks CLIVE down.]]
ARTHUR: OH HEY FLUFFY HERE JUST ATE YOUR DOG I THINK
SORRY ABOUT THAT
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OR MAYBE IT WAS A BABY I MEAN IT ALL HAPPENED SO FAST
The computers tell me it was 20 years ago, June 9, 2006, that I arrived in New York for my first-ever comic convention as an exhibitor, MoCCA.
It was an important trip for me, a milestone in what would go on to become my career.
I wrote a little reminiscence on Patreon (free/unlocked) — including a first-since-then reprint of the photocomics I made at the time, documenting the trip!
Read the rest here: [ 20 Years Ago (In Photocomic Form) ]
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