[[Two men in old-fashioned clothing stand together. One holds a walking stick, this is DEAN. The other man, GORBLEY, addresses him.]]
GORBLEY: Hey Dean, how's it going?
DEAN: Ah, you know, wife's giving me trouble.
GORBLEY: Again? Don't tell me your "private pox" are back.
DEAN: Nothing so simple, I'm afraid. I killed her mother.
GORBLEY: ...
GORBLEY: And *I* was on my way to ask for her casserole recipe. Thanks for nothing.
DEAN: Hey, thanks for letting me borrow that topical cream, by the way.
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{{alt-text: when he got it back, it had crusty stuff all up in the nozzle}}
when he got it back, it had crusty stuff all up in the nozzle
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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