[[BIMPLEY, JELLINA, and SAXOR arrive home in their automobile. They’re kind of all crammed in there.]]
JELLINA: Home sweet home. You guys hang out, I'll pop in to check on the dogs?
JELLINA: See how much FREAKING OUT they did today.
BIMPLEY: Okey-dokey!
JELLINA: Then we can take our customary three-person shower.
[[Jellina leaves Bimpley and Saxor nestled in the car.]]
SAXOR: You get good material for your FARM VIOLENCE podcast today?
BIMPLEY: DECENT! There WAS quite a bit of violence, and it DID occur on a farm
BIMPLEY: I'm hoping all the, y'know, MANGLING won't come across as glorified or gratuitous?
BIMPLEY: Standing there, watching the situation unfold, it was CLEARLY all NECESSARY... but it might be hard to make it clear in audio.
SAXOR: THEATRE of the MIND.
BIMPLEY: EXACTLY. The audience will have to IMAGINE all the details of the confrontation.
BIMPLEY: Which is a shame! It was INCREDIBLY interesting to see! Real pulse-pounding spectacle. I’ll have to just ALLUDE to how THRILLING it was. And hope they get the basic idea.
SAXOR: I'm sure they will. Man, I can't WAIT for this shower.
BIMPLEY: SAME! Talk about a PULSE-POUNDING spectacle!
[[Jellina returns with bad news.]]
SAXOR: How are the dogs?
JELLINA: BAD NEWS. While we were all gone, they started their own podcast.
BIMPLEY: DANG it! So I DID forget to close the baby gate on the V.O. booth!!
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we really gotta get a bigger car
This storyline started here! And ends here, now.
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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