[[ABELARD and JOHNSON talk in the doorway of a fruit shoppe.]]
ABELARD: Afternoon, Johnson. Oversleep again?
JOHNSON: What a waking-centric thing to say!
JOHNSON: Who says it's preferable to be awake? Pardon me if I relish my nightly visits to a lyrical realm of magic beauty. Why is that something I have to apologize for? So I don't like leaving that all behind. Who would?
JOHNSON: And since the alternative is this mundane world you seem to cherish so much - well, frankly, it's a wonder I ever get out of bed at all.
ABELARD: Great, but you're still fired.
JOHNSON: Oh, man, déjà vû, WEIRD. Next you're gonna drag me out in the parking lot and slap me.
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{{alt-text: let me tell you all about this crazy dream i had - hey why is everyone leaving the room}}
let me tell you all about this crazy dream i had - hey why is everyone leaving the room
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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