A baker enters with an elaborate cake that includes elements of a clock, chess pieces, and a globe balanced on a pillar. A woman with a fan and a bald man are already in the room.
BAKER: Who's ready for cake?
WOMAN: Oh, wow! LOOK at that MASTERPIECE!
BAKER: And everything is edible! Well, ALMOST. The globe is styrofoam inside. Just to keep the weight down on its pillar. I did label all the oceans, but I don't know if SHARPIE is food-grade. So, maybe don't LICK the words.
The man and woman exchange a sidelong glance as the baker continues describing the cake:
BAKER: And WATCH OUT in the middle. I had to use TWO-INCH INDUSTRIAL STAPLES on the fondant. They're solid steel and VERY sharp. But hey, rustproof!
BAKER: ALSO, the bottom layers are held together with a thick WOODEN SPIKE driven through their cores. FOREVER UNITED IN DEATH! Ha ha!
BAKER: All the FROSTING is made from POISONOUS MUSHROOMS. Well, MOST of the frosting. SOME of it is a fast-curing epoxy used
by the navy for sealing leaks aboard nuclear submarines
MAN: I don't think I'm ready for cake
Everything is edible. Wait, what does edible mean? Is that the one that means it will never degrade, because no living thing can digest it, and no natural force can affect it? It’s that one
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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