[[Man hunched in a drenching rain.]] You mind if I step under and get the rain off a bit?
[[Man safely under an umbrella.]] Hush that mad talk. It's not *raining!*
Sorry to disagree, but I'm getting *powerful* soaked.
Oh, seems there *is* a touch of drizzle. Not sure what *I* can do about it, though! I can hardly control the weather!
That's an *umbrella* you're holding, no?
Yes, and it's *great*. But letting *you* use it would be *unfair!* We are on the same street. We're *equal.* You want *special treatment!* Why would I give up space under this ubrella? Did you *earn* it?
Did *you?*
Well, I was *born* with it, so I *must* have.
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{{alt-text: Listen, I'm not even 100% convinced that it's raining. Or that rain exists.}}
Listen, I'm not even 100% convinced that it's raining. Or that rain exists.
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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