[[A man is holding a baby and is talking to a woman, who asks]]
Hey, did you ever get that fix-it ticket dealth with? The burnt-out brake light?
[[In rapid succession, he thinks to himself:]]
Oh crap I forgot about that. Is it due? When is it due?
Where is the ticket itself? Did I lose the ticket?
No! I put it in my notebook so I wouldn't lose it!
But... where is my notebook? I haven't seen it in a few days...
Wait... did I leave it on the plane? In the seat-back pocket?
I did! I think I did! Oh no!
My notebook is gone! Did I have anything personal in there? Should I call the airline?
And the fix-it ticket! Will I be in trouble if I've lost the actual ticket?
Wait. No. My notebook is right there on the nightstand.
The ticket is due next week. Everything is fine.
[[Returning to reality, he replies to the woman:]]
Don't worry! It's totally under control!
[[She replies:]]
You just dropped the baby
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is there such a thing as fix-it tickets for babies
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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