[[A lady sits in a chair, holding a fan.]]
Lady: Do you realize there are probably products in this world that have made no one happy at all, ever.
Lady: The person on the oil rig wasn't happy. The people in the plastic refinery or whatever weren't happy. The guy driving the truck and the kid stocking the store shelves were both unhappy.
Lady: Someone bought it for a birthday she didn't want to attend, the recipient hated it, the dude at the Goodwill threw it away and the garbageman destroyed it.
Lady: And it's incredibly unlikely that there exist ANY products in which every part of that supply chain WAS happy. Someone was having a bad day SOMEWHERE.
Lady: Which means that overall, the net happiness of all products in the world combined is negative.
Lady: We're living in a wasteland of misery!
[[The gentleman he is talking to kisses her on the head.]]
Gentleman: Well, that's why you're here, sweetie. To balance things back out a bit with your joyfulness.
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[["LATER": The lady looks very anxious. Her friend talks to her.]]
Friend: Was he being sarcast-
Lady: I don't KNOW if he was being sarcastic!
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{{Alt-text: "This is a serious issue!" she said, to which he responded, gravely and with full eye contact, "Yes. VERY serious."}}
''This is a serious issue!'' she said, to which he responded, gravely and with full eye contact, ''Yes. VERY serious.''
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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