[[A large, well-dressed man looks at a bowl of salted fryballs with a mixture of doubt and curiosity in his expression.]]
Jacques: Maybe just one more salted fryball...
[[A woman in a porkpie hat intervenes.]]
Porkpie: Will you regret it?
Porkpie: Imagine yourself after eating that fryball. Imagine how you'll feel.
[[Jacques imagines his future self. A ghostly Jacques appears besides him.]]
Ghost Jacques: Whoof. That additional fryball was a mistake.
Ghost Jacques: My stomach is letting me know in very clear terms what it thinks of my poor choice.
[[Ghost Jacques' eyes roll up in pain.]]
Ghost Jacques: Past me made a bad move. Past me should NOT have eaten that fryball.
Ghost Jacques: NOT a good move.
[[Ghost Jacques turns his gaze towards Current Jacques in disgust. Current Jacques sweats.]]
Ghost Jacques: And the WORST part, past me? You even IMAGINED how terrible it would feel and you STILL did it
Ghost Jacques: WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU
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sounds like your mouth is writing checks your stomach can't cash
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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