[[Exterior of a house.]]
REGINALD: I put lyrics from pop songs through an internet translator, and now you have to guess what they are.
[[Interior: REGINALD plays a lute for GLADYS and HANS-OLOV.]]
REGINALD: "She is the end of the world, how know it us, and I feel much property."
GLADYS: Who let the dogs out!
HANS-OLOV: Uh, no. R.E.M.?
REGINALD: Yeah! How about: "I have inasmuch as the sign, and same I am opened on my eyes..."
GLADYS: Who let the dogs out!
HANS-OLOV: Darling, please. Ace of base?
REGINALD: Yeah, uh, how about this one: "Who left the dogs for the exterior?"
GLADYS: SWEET HOME ALABAMA!
HANS-OLOV: She's really just excited to be out of the house.
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in fact I married her largely BECAUSE she has never listened to 96.9 HITZ-FM
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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