[[Two men are sitting together on a bench, talking to each other.]]
Man #1: ...AND THAT'S WHY IN FIFTY YEARS WE'LL ALL BE EATING OUR DEAD.
Man #2: THANK YOU! IT'S FASCINATING HEARING YOU RAMBLE PASSIONATELY YET ONLY HALF-COHERENTLY ABOUT SOMETHING YOU READ ONLINE SOMEWHERE.
Man #1: ARE YOU BEING SARCASTIC?
Man #2: NO. NOT IN THE LEAST.
Man #1: ...WAS THAT ALSO SARCASTIC?
Man #2: TOTALLY SERIOUS. ONE HUNDRED PERCENT.
Man #1: THAT WAS CLEARLY SARCASTIC.
Man #1: SAY SOMETHING ELSE.
Man #2: MAN, I JUST LOVE TALKING TO YOU!
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I can't WAIT to hear what you half-remember the confusing details of next.
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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