[[A woman, CLARABUTTE, stands in a doorway, adjusting her bloomers. She is addressing a man in pajamas, SMEGINALD, who is lounging on a couch reading a newspaper.]]
CLARABUTTE: Hey, are you wearing your eclipse glasses?
SMEGINALD: Am I wearing my ECLIPSE...
[[Clarabutte whips up her robe with a flourish, aiming her bottom in Smeginald’s direction.]]
SMEGINALD: Woop!
[[Smeginald’s eyebrows raise in dismay.]]
SMEGINALD: Wait!
SMEGINALD: Aw, NO FAIR! I only saw a PARTIAL!
CLARABUTTE: Them's the breaks!
[[Clarabutte covers herself back up.]]
SMEGINALD: I wasn't in the path of totality!
CLARABUTTE: Better luck in 2047 or whatever!
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It's not technically considered gibbous if you can't see the cleft
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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