[[Two individuals discuss something.]]
Pessimist: How was the sandwich?
Optimist: Terrible.
Pessimist: Oh! Sorry to hear it!
Optimist: No worries! At least it's calories.
Pessimist: Mm?
Optimist: It's my way of seeing the bright side of things.
Optimist: I have to eat anyway. My body needs fuel on the regular.
Optimist: So I'm not enjoying EVERY INSTANT of this OBLIGATORY activity. I'm still filling up the tank. At least it's calories!
Pessimist: Wow, great way to suck the JOY out of life.
Optimist: Joy is OVERRATED. I'm satisfied with PURPOSE.
Optimist: Have to park super far away? At least it's EXERCISE! See your rival succeed? At least it's POSSIBLE! Try something and fail? At least you got PRACTICE!
Pessimist: I was trying to put you down a moment ago, but it's starting to sound kind of sensible.
Optimist: Well, at least you got practice!
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Lose your keys through a sewer grate? At least it's practice for when you lose your keys through a hole in a bridge!
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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