[[Exterior of a manor house.]]
VALERIE: Honey, where have you been? I've been waiting for hours!
FRANS (a.k.a. POOR BABY): Oh, it was terrible! I was walking home from work, and a car honked, so I turned to look...
FRANS: ...and right as I looked over my shoulder a jogger ran by! It startled me so bad!
[[Interior]]
FRANS: Baby my heart was beating and I couldn't catch my breath and it was - it was so scary
FRANS: I need hugs my hug meter is SO low LOOOOOVE MEEEEEE
FRANS [[kissing her hand]]: This is good. This helps me.
FRANS: I feel better.
VALERIE: Okay, so, uh...
VALERIE: Why were you walking home from work?
FRANS: Mark from I.T. dared me to eat my car keys.
VALERIE: <>
VALERIE: I'll get the prune juice.
FRANS: also the Vicodin please
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i.t. stands for intestinal torsion
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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