Woman: ... if you study and work hard, you can be anything you want to be!
Girl: Let's say that's true.
Girl: Take a survey. Ask everyone what they want to be.
Girl: In my class you'll find three astronauts, a couple firefighters, a bunch of baseball players and rock stars, and one cow minder.
Girl: Kid just loves him some cows.
Girl: But is that enough to build a functioning civilization?
Girl: If everybody gets to turn their poetry into a lucrative career, hadn't we better hope someone decides to take up sewage treatment as a hobby?
Girl: For the good of society as a whole, someone will have to spend a life doing something they don't want to do.
Girl: It's an absolute requisite.
Woman: So you're volunteering?
Girl: Heck no dude. I'm'ma teach folk music to bees.
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{{alt-text: 'Come along Chadwick,' said Father, pulling the boy roughly by the hand. 'But Papa!' came the plaintive wail -- 'the cows, the cows, the cows, the cows!'}}
'Come along, Chadwick,' said Father, pulling the boy roughly by the hand. 'But Papa!' came the plaintive wail--'the cows, the cows, the cows, the cows!'
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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