[[Kris, an old man with a pegleg and a portable organ around his neck, extends his hat to a young girl.]]
Kris: Spare a few pennies, miss? You look like one for the "Nice" list.
Girl: Sure, I think I've -- Santa?! Is that you?
Kris: Oh, yes. That's what they used to call me. Before the Proletariat Revolution. Before Elvengrad. Before the camps.
Kris: Please if you can get a message to Rudolph tell him--
[An apparatchik appears.]
Apparatchik: Komrade Kringle! Perheps I tink ve should do more of de party fundraising and less of de party line, da?
Kris: Yes. Um. Thank you for the pennies, miss. Merry Christmas. God bless you.
Apparatchik: There vill be no mention of God!
{{header: unionize at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: pretend that dude in the last panel is st. patrick and this comic becomes much more timely}}
or vould you like to be collecting pennies vis TWO of the stumpings, all hobbling around, eh?
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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