[[A YOUNG WOMAN is happily chatting away on her 1910s-style Bakelite cell phone while three other people are lined up behind her, including a BEARDED SOLDIER.]]
YOUNG WOMAN: ...Oh, I KNOW! He's ALWAYS that way. And that DOG looks JUST like him! It's SO funny!
HUH? Oh, no, I've got PLENTY of time to talk. I'm in line at the POST OFFICE and it's taking FREAKING forever. You're like the TENTH person I've called.
Ugh, it's SO HOT. Is it hot where YOU are? I think I FEEL it more 'cuz of the VICODIN. Did I tell you about my SURGERY? Oh, it was HORRIBLE. My SCAR wouldn't stop OOZING for like THREE WEEKS.
[[Dialogue bridges into the second panel.]]
YOUNG WOMAN: It's STILL sore and it's been over a MONTH. I mean, HELLO, modern medicine! Is THIS why I pay for health insurance? So after an entire month, I STILL can't put weight on my right knee?
SOLDIER (raising an axe): You should not have revealed your weakness.
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I brought this with me today just in case.
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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