As I say in this week’s Dustinland comic, when you argue with toddlers, you really can’t win. Maybe once in a while you can win a battle—most likely thorough bribery or distraction—but you almost never win the war. They’re just too good. Too steadfast. Too on brief. They are simple in their wants and that makes it easier for them to focus on a goal.
I think I realize how silly it all is when a babysitter comes over and I have to tell her the 5,000 steps that need to be taken before bedtime. Each step was a hard won victory—for the little guy.
Eh, what can you do. One day he won’t argue with me, he’ll just call from college and ask for more beer money. Might as well enjoy it now.
I’m not really sure what I was going for with this week’s Dustinland comic, but clearly it has something to do with making fun of Libertarians. It could either be a Libertarian children’s bedtime story, or it could be the book self-serious Libertarians should read to lighten up a bit. Either way, it was really easy to draw and I have been busier than Ayn Rand at Oscar the Grouch’s house. I don’t know what that means either but I guess that’s the theme of week.
This week’s Dustinland is based on a true story as told to me by a friend of mine. Obviously the last panel isn’t true but the rest is. Fun times. It makes me wonder how many wild swingers there really are out there, secretly humping their next door neighbors. A whiles back I drew an epic comic about the same topic from my own personal experiences. It was called Partners and it’s a good read. I wish I could create those kind of extra length strips more often but I barely have the time to draw one page a week, as you can see.
Anyway, enjoy your swingers.
I pretty much say all I have to say about vacationing with kids in this new Dustinland comic. But in real life I’m not quite that negative about it. I wouldn’t say I look forward to it but I realize it’s inevitable and I recognize there could possibly be fun to be had. So yeah, vacationing as a parent with a toddler. Just another part of life we all must go through, whether we like it or not.
*By the way, son, if you are reading this, sorry, I actually really like you a lot. You’re pretty awesome and hanging out with you is super fun. You’re just three right now though, and that’s kind of not great for things like flying, eating at restaurants and anything adults enjoy besides the beach. Although we did go to a diner this weekend and you had a waffle and were pretty chill so who knows, maybe our upcoming vacation will rock.
This week’s Dustinland comic turned out way more depressing than I intended it but oh well! Definitely don’t have time to take another shot at it. In fact, I’ve been so busy, I had to draw all the characters as shapeless blob things to save time. THE SECRETS OF A WEB CARTOONIST—EXPOSED!
The strip was inspired by two things. 1 – an article in Esquire that I read a while back. It hit on some of the same topics. Not the fatherhood part but the part about grown men just not really having friends in the same way that women do, and the way society seems to accept that and even possibly encourage it. 2 – a conversation I had with another dad in the office the other day. Turns out we have very similar experiences during the weekends when we’re off with our families, doing mom-organized excursions. It’s just so weird. All the dads get along really well, we just never hang out outside of these outings. Maybe we’re just too busy. Maybe it’s weird, like I say in the comic—against man code. Who knows. I just know we all like to drink beer, so at least that part of the cliché is real.
As I say in this week’s Dustinland comic, man, toys are expensive. Not all of them. Some are still cheap and plastic. Others are expensive and plastic. And others are expensive and wooden. They’re all probably horrible for the environment, but so is everything we do in this awful capitalist materialist nightmare culture we’ve created. WOAH—don’t know how we just went down that road. Because really I love going to Toys “R” Us. I think I wanted more stuff than my kid did. Man, Legos rule these days.
Drinking and dadding (or momming). I don’t encourage it, but man, just a beer, just a glass of wine… sometimes you need it. Like I say in this week’s Dustinland comic, I never get wasted anymore—it’s just not possible these days. And that’s good, because as a parent, you probably shouldn’t be tanked around your kids. Anyway, I don’t think I can say more than I already did in the comic, and I feel like most parents are probably in the same situation I am. Oh how the days of partying are way behind us, only to be replaced by a tired one-beer Wednesday. Or maybe two.
Oh by the way, I relaunched an old Tumblr site I had going a while back as a Birdy side project. You know, since Tumblr is sort of the most important thing right now, figured I’d have some sort of presence beyond my four year old hipster comic.