Two kids, ALFY and BARBO, are chatting. Barbo is standing on a set of stilts. This is not relevant.
ALFY: You ever get this from your parents? "Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with you, you're perfectly normal..."
ALFY: I KNOW I am! Why are YOU bringing it up? What secret intel do YOU have about how I'm SUPPOSED to be feeling?
ALFY: Because I feel GREAT! Check your EXPECTATIONS!
BARBO: Grown-ups LIE to us, dude. Every other word my mom says is: "You're great" - "We love you JUST the way you are" - "You're the BEST YOU that you can be" - and so on.
BARBO: So I told her, "The person that I AM DOESN'T wear jackets, DOESN'T brush their teeth, and NEVER has to go to bed!"
A third child, CHARLEK, appears, holding a ball, which is also not relevant.
CHARLEK: Just last week, I was sick. My mom tried to give me MEDICINE. So I'm all "What was that BIG TALK about not wanting to CHANGE me?!"
BARBO: EXACTLY, dude!!
All this ''You really need to put shoes on or you'll be late for school'' talk sounds EXTREMELY critical of my well-known and long-established opinions of both school AND shoes!
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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