- That's it, I'm done.
- Hmm?
- I'm done living on the freezing streets. I'm done wiping windshields for crack money. And frankly, I'm done with "us." I'm going back to my palatial mansion with my six dozen servants and my cabana boy, Julio.
- Pool party!
- That night we O.D.'ed was magical, but I'm afraid I'm simply not made for this hardscrabble life. Goodbye, Gene; it's over.
- But I gave you my heart...
- You also gave me Hepatitis C.
- Hey, I gave that to everyone!
header: life stinks at WONDERMARK.COM
alt-text: cool cabana - squash banana - sing it julio
this may not be much consolation, but if it helps, just know that julio is certified in nearly TWICE as many different types of massages as you
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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