[[A small business owner congratulates another, who seems to have opened some sort of bakery.]]
Visitor: So! You finally hung out a shingle, huh?
Visitor: Cute little place!
Baker: Thanks! Actually - I was hoping you could give me some tips! You ran your own business for years!
Visitor: Yup! I did pretty well for a while! You KNOW you're doing well when your TAX FILINGS grow more complex than the actual work you do!
Baker: Ha ha ha
Visitor: I did my best to stay on top of everything... but there's always the chance that you'll get a little envelope in the mail saying "While you've been stumbling along obliviously, we've been quietly building a case against you for the last five years."
Visitor: You never KNOW. You never know if that's happening RIGHT NOW. You never know if you're invisible, or if they're just PATIENT.
Visitor: I sure didn't know. I thought everything was fine. It WASN'T.
Visitor: Anyway. Good luck with the business?
[[The baker stares, eyes squinted in shock and fear.]]
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{{alt-text: My main complaint about the tyrannical One World Government having seized ultimate power over the glob is that now there's ANOTHER layer of filings on TOP of city, county, state, and federal}}
My main complaint about the tyrannical One World Government having seized ultimate power over the globe is that now there's ANOTHER layer of filings on TOP of city, county, state, and federal
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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