[[A DOCTOR and WOMAN stand at the bedside of a patient. The DOCTOR is holding a device to his ear, with the other end of the device on the patient.]]
DOCTOR: Yes...yes, that's a nice piece. That sounds tender. RESONANT, yet SQUISHY.
WOMAN: ...Doctor, what are you doing? Is my father going to be okay?
[[A MAN has now entered, to the right of the WOMAN.]]
DOCTOR: I'm afraid we're going to have to remove his kidney immediately. Also, his liver, pancreas, lungs, corneas, and heart.
MAN: Beth, I don't think this is a hospital.
{{header: butchers in scrubs at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: but the craigslist thing said to just pull around back to the loading dock! THAT'S WHAT WE DID}}
but the craigslist thing said to just pull around back to the loading dock! THAT'S WHAT WE DID
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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