[[HOBART and GAX.]]
HOBART: How was your trip? Were you ever able to find a hotel that didn't require a security deposit?
GAX: I actually ended up staying with Chris.
HOBART: CHRIS? Oh, Gax, he's so fastidious...!
GAX: Don't worry--I was on my best behavior.
GAX: I bleached my sheets every morning, re-alkalinized the toilets after I used them, replaced any pets I ate...
HOBART: Did you remember to leave a thank-you note?
GAX: I snuck into his room and dropped off a traditional Gaxian gift before heading to the airport!
[[Elsewhere, CHRIS suddenly feels a tickle in his throat.]]
CHRIS: <>
[[CHRIS' throat bulges and his head rears back involuntarily.]]
CHRIS: blurk
[[CHRIS' eyes bulge as his head is forced back painfully far. His jaw is practically unhinged and his throat is swollen grotesquely. A mass protrudes from his mouth, and atop the mass is a banner reading THANKS.]]
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{{Alt-text: Don't worry! The pulsating just means that the larvae are devouring each other!}}
Don't worry! The pulsating just means that the larvae are devouring each other!
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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