Two men are chatting in an office. The first man, CHILTRED, dressed in an elaborate military uniform, is twirling his moustache, and continues to do so throughout the exchange, without pause.
CHILTRED: I heard this great joke earlier. What WAS it? AARRGH!! I can't remember! Something about dogs and ducks. DANGIT!! It was really funny. Now it's GONE.
PERMBLEY (the other man, seated): Is the distress you're feeling now greater than the joy the joke gave you originally?
CHILTRED: Oh, enormously.
PERMBLEY: So the EXISTENCE of this joke has been a NET LOSS for you! Don't REGRET its disappearance! RUE that it ever appeared! CURSE ITS MEMORY!!
CHILTRED: I don't HAVE its memory!
PERMBLEY: It has inflicted a joke-shaped SCAR on your psyche! FIE ON YOU, sinister dog joke! NEVER AGAIN dare to darken my dear friend's skull!
CHILTRED: WAIT. I remembered it.
PERMBLEY: NOPE! Don't you DARE!!
CHILTRED: It's not the JOKE'S fault I forgot it! It's innocent!
PERMBLEY: I will never be able to separate it from the trauma it has inflicted!
CHILTRED: That starts to sound like a YOU problem.
PERMBLEY: Wow. WOW. After I DEFENDED you.
CHILTRED: I did not INTEND to spend an APPARENTLY-CONDITIONAL friend defense on a JOKE about DOGS and DUCKS
I took my dog to the duck pond. It caused a huge problem. I should have anticipated it....after all, he's pure-bread.
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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