JAZZMIN: Didn't you wear that shirt yesterday?
REGINALD: Yeah, but only for half the day. It's still got a few hours before it hits the "dirty" threshold.
REGINALD: See, I have an elaborate calculus that determines whether clothes are still clean enough to wear. Don't worry, it takes a lot of variables into account. This shirt is totally fine.
JAZZMIN: But yesterday, didn't you fall into a puddle of rusty antifreeze?
REGINALD: Yeah, but then I fell into a puddle of bleach!
REGINALD: Like I said, it's a pretty elaborate calculus.
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apparently the word 'calculus' is also the term for dental tartar. DOUBLE-MEANING COMIC TODAY FOLKS
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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