[[Customer approaches the counter next to a display case of doughplanes, addressing the Head Baker]]
Customer: Excuse me, do you guys sell donuts still? Or just... what do you call them? Doughplanes?
[[Head Baker approaches the counter]]
Head Baker: You want doughplanes? We GOT doughplanes! We got all kinds! We're working on a real beauty in the back right now.
Head Baker: Totally accurate (within the bounds of donut physics) scale model of a Beechcraft King Air. We call it a DOUGHCRAFT KING DOUGH.
Customer: I just want a normal donut
[[Head baker raises his hand]]
Head Baker: Well, just get a doughplane! Get one of the smaller ones. They don't have NEARLY the aeronautical detail of the king dough, but they're JUST as tasty and ONLY a dollar.
Customer: Regular cake donuts used to be fifty cents.
Customer: I just want a donut. A REGULAR donut. I don't want to pay extra for WINGS. It doesn't need to fly. I plan to EAT it IMMEDIATELY.
[[Head Baker angrily points toward the door]]
Head Baker: GET OUT OF MY SHOP YOU PHILISTINE
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(Continued from yesterday.)
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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