[[A man in an apron, aptly named APRONNI, addresses his coworker:]]
APRONNI: JULIORA! A little bird told me it was your birthday next Wednesday!
[[Juliora comes in to reply.]]
JULIORA: A little bird? Like, a BIRD bird? TALKED to you?
APRONNI: Yeah. Came to my window last night around eight.
[[Now we see a little pigeon perched on the sill of an open window. Apparently Apronni lives in a barn, or something like a barn? It’s not entirely clear.]]
BIRD: Pssst. Hey buddy. [Apronni enters.] She’s been looking at ski boots on Zappos. Do what you will with this information.
[[Back in the office now, flashback over.]]
JULIORA: Because I’VE seen a little bird too! It let me know when a Zumba class opened up in my area!
ENTREBERT (entering with his hands held a pigeon’s width apart): A little bird? About yea big? Knows a lot about when jeans go on sale? Yeah, I’ve seen ‘I’m!
APRONNI: I guess it must be the same little bird visiting everyone!
[[Cut back to the bird, still on the windowsill. Part of the flashback from earlier? It’s not entirely clear.]]
BIRD: I’m very tired
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The little bird installed a tracking pixel so he knows what sites you visit.
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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