HANS [[Chatting, walking, with CLAUDE]]: ...so I toss the baby in the air and it's gone. I mean POOF. VANISHED. Cloud of something like flour comes raining down on our heads.
HANS: Then the dog starts barking. Piano starts playing by itself. BAM! My tea freezes over. Flour hits the ground and it's spiders. Little white spiders running around like mad. We want to scream but none of us can stop farting
[[They pass ALICE, wearing a man's 3-piece suit.]]
HANS: What's the deal with THAT weirdo.
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the spiders burrowed into the carpet and when we woke up the whole house was inside a whale
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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