Comic Transcripts

CAPTION: 1989
[[GIACOMO, wearing a wifebeater and jams, with shades and a box-fade (and muttonchops, an interesting addition), stands nearby as ROSS, sporting Whitesnake hair and a giant clock on a chain around his neck, speaks about the enormous contraption at center.]]
ROSS: Check out my rad new electronic typewriter!
You can REVISE what you write even BEFORE it types in onto paper–and then you can SAVE it onto a DISK!
It’s amazing. It’s the only way I can work anymore.

CAPTION: 2009
[[GIACOMO is now bald and wearing more normal clothing. ROSS now has short hair and wears a top hat. The enormous electronic typewriter is gone, replaced by a laptop on a small writing desk.]]
ROSS: I downloaded this app that shuts down my network connection, hides everything on my desktop, and disables every other program except for a bare-bones text editor.
It’s amazing. It’s the only way I can work anymore.

{{Header: get better at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: 2029: everyone is dead from brain tumors caused by comprehensive municipal wi-fi}}

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CAPTION: 1989
[[GIACOMO, wearing a wifebeater and jams, with shades and a box-fade (and muttonchops, an interesting addition), stands nearby as ROSS, sporting Whitesnake hair and a giant clock on a chain around his neck, speaks about the enormous contraption at center.]]
ROSS: Check out my rad new electronic typewriter!
You can REVISE what you write even BEFORE it types in onto paper–and then you can SAVE it onto a DISK!
It’s amazing. It’s the only way I can work anymore.

CAPTION: 2009
[[GIACOMO is now bald and wearing more normal clothing. ROSS now has short hair and wears a top hat. The enormous electronic typewriter is gone, replaced by a laptop on a small writing desk.]]
ROSS: I downloaded this app that shuts down my network connection, hides everything on my desktop, and disables every other program except for a bare-bones text editor.
It’s amazing. It’s the only way I can work anymore.

{{Header: get better at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: 2029: everyone is dead from brain tumors caused by comprehensive municipal wi-fi}}

#519; In which we went Too Far transcribed by in

CAPTION: 1989
[[GIACOMO, wearing a wifebeater and jams, with shades and a box-fade (and muttonchops, an interesting addition), stands nearby as ROSS, sporting Whitesnake hair and a giant clock on a chain around his neck, speaks about the enormous contraption at center.]]
ROSS: Check out my rad new electronic typewriter!
You can REVISE what you write even BEFORE it types in onto paper--and then you can SAVE it onto a DISK!
It's amazing. It's the only way I can work anymore.

CAPTION: 2009
[[GIACOMO is now bald and wearing more normal clothing. ROSS now has short hair and wears a top hat. The enormous electronic typewriter is gone, replaced by a laptop on a small writing desk.]]
ROSS: I downloaded this app that shuts down my network connection, hides everything on my desktop, and disables every other program except for a bare-bones text editor.
It's amazing. It's the only way I can work anymore.

{{Header: get better at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{Alt-text: 2029: everyone is dead from brain tumors caused by comprehensive municipal wi-fi}}

2029: everyone is dead from brain tumors caused by comprehensive municipal wi-fi

20 years ago (in photocomic form)

A young David Malki !, Steve Carey, and Ryan North, June 2006.

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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