[[Exterior: House]]
Daughter: So I keep seeing this boy around town.
Daughter: Like, so he was behind me in line for coffee, and, like, I saw him at the gas station an hour later.
Daughter: Anyway, I didn't think much of it, but it turns out he goes to my gym too!
[[Parlor: Mother and daughter scene]]
Daughter: And then I ran into him at the hair salon of all places!
Daughter: And he does all of his laundry at my apartment complex! I guess we have some special brand of dryers?
Daughter: We seem to run into each other randomly all the time!
[[Parlor: Mother and daughter scene]]
Daughter: . . . do you think it's fate?
Mother: Honey, it's about time you learned.
Mother: If it looks like fate, it's probably stalking.
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unless he's cute! in which case you can just close your eyes and hope for 'fate'
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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