[[A man and a woman in a car drive past another man and woman in a different car.]]
Man: You ever look at strangers on the road and wonder where they're off to? Like those people. They look nice. Where are they going?
Woman: Probably back to our house.
Man: Huh. Do they have keys to our house?
Woman: No. The cats are throwing a party while we're gone.
Man: The cats don't know how to use the doorknobs. Those people will be standing outside. Big crowd gathering on the stoop. Everyone's wine getting warm.
Man: Cats on the inside just pawing frantically at the crack beneath the door, wondering how everything went so wrong.
Woman: Yeah, it's not a good party.
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{{alt-text: A few swipes at the twangy door bumper and the eyes go wide. The ears go back. The party is forgotten forever.}}
A few swipes at the twangy door bumper and the eyes go wide. The ears go back. The party is forgotten forever.
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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