[[JOHN and MARILU are listening to a base-ball game over the radiogrammephonimat.]]
JOHN: You're always asking if I want to listen to the game with you, right? So, HERE I AM!
"DIRTY LEGS" MACKAY [[the game's broad-caster]]: ...a high fly ball, and that will retire the side.
"DIRTY LEGS" MACKAY: After two innings, the score is four-one, Metroville.
JOHN: Who decided they should announce the score by saying which team's winning? That seems one-sided. People love underdogs, right? Framing the score in terms of which team has an obstacle to overcome would be more engaging!
JOHN: And doesn't having fielders convey a lack of confidence in the pitcher? "We really don't think you can throw a no-hitter, so we put eight other guys out there to clean up your messes." "Don't TRY HARD or anything." Oh and hey, what if the pitcher started using a tennis ball? Just like whipped it out? You think anyone'd notice?
[[MARILU'S response: JOHN is crammed into the waste-basket.]]
"DIRTY LEGS" MACKAY: ...aaand we're back. Hope you fans at home are enjoying this great day of baseball!
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i think someone would probably notice
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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