ARTHUR [[standing on one foot on a chair]]: Finally! CLARITY! Horrible, wretched, clarity!
HORTENSE: Honey, come to dinner.
ARTHUR: Dinner is an illusion! Everything is an illusion!
ARTHUR: Everything I worked toward my whole life was an illusion. Nothing is worth trusting. The universe is capricious and we should be terrified. And now it's too late! I've wasted my life! I was too blinded by happiness to realize how miserable should always have been!
ARTHUR: LIFE IS CHAOS AND PAIN! ANYONE WHO'S NOT DEPRESSED IS EITHER DELUDED OR AN IDIOT!
MISSY: How'd Arthur handle the big 4-0?
HORTENSE: Does it still count as a midlife crisis if I'm about to kill him
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Having a midlife crisis at 40 is awfully presumptuous.
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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