[[A man who looks suspiciously like Napoleon greets a dejected-looking man wearing a barrel, DARRYL.]]
EMPEROR: Morning, Darryl. How goes the latest money-making scheme?
DARRYL: Not great, Emperor. And yourself?
[[A Native American man appears beside Darryl.]]
DARRYL: Meet my partner, Romeo Buchanan. We've got a sure-fire plan to make a million bucks an hour!
ROMEO BUCHANAN: HOW.
DARRYL: And a greeting to you as well, Romeo!
ROMEO BUCHANAN: No, I mean how the hell you gonna swing THAT, Paleface?
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what do you mean, 'where's the suspenders'? what do i look like, a plutocrat?
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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