BILL: AH! Urgh! I feel sick! Weak! Depressed!
BILL: ENNUI!
BILL: I hate my life. I'm wasting my talents. If I had a better job - then I'd be happy.
CHESTER: What are you talking about? You've got the best gig going!
CHESTER: I sweep up poop all day long! YOU measure SUPERMODELS for UNDERWEAR!
BILL: Yeah, but I wish I was doing it in space.
{{header: dare to dream at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: floating around, tape measure curling in zero-G like a wispy line of yellow smoke -- THAT's the stuff}}
floating around, tape measure curling in zero-G like a wispy line of yellow smoke -- THAT's the stuff
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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