Kids Are Awesome

I know I complain about parenthood a lot, but mostly because it’s funnier to whine than it is to say how awesome your life is. Don’t get me wrong—kids really are a huge pain in the ass. But mostly they’re pretty great. As in the example featured in this week’s Dustinland comic. These are the weird little moments that happen all the time—and this really did happen, exactly as I depicted it. I have no idea where “boobs” came from. It had nothing to do with what we were watching. We weren’t talking about boobs recently. It just popped out of his mouth from nowhere. And that… is hilarious.

High five kiddo.

Ironic Hipster T-Shirts: Behind The Scenes

I’m back with a new Dustinland after a week off for my summer vacation, and this comic is about hipster T-shirts. Well, at the time they weren’t really hipster T-shirts. They were just cheap ass used shirts that were perfect for recent college graduates barely scraping by in NYC—or any other place really. This was back in the early 2000s before social media, so there actually were secrets that lasted for a little while. Today, forget it. If someone found a place to get cool anything for cheap it’ll be posted and shared to death within days and before you know it, bye bye. It’s ruined.

Thankfully these days I can afford to pay more than $2 for a shirt and I’m sort of at that point where I don’t wear tees to work, but I still think it’s sad that this isn’t even an option anymore for those who wish it was, if there are such people, which there may no longer be.

To Murder A Mockingbird

As I say in this week’s Dustinland comic, mockingbirds are really amazing creatures—as long as they aren’t waking you up with the deafening sound of bluejays screaming. Or car alarms. Or whatever annoying thing they feel like imitating in an attempt to get laid.

Shit, imitating has one M. I just realized that. Now I need to go into the comic and correct a spelling mistake. Man, drawing comics by hand — there ain’t no autocorrect.

Season In The Abyss

This week’s Dustinland comic was basically one long rant so I don’t really have much left to say about the subject matter, but it was nice to do something political for the first time in a while. Back in the post 9-11 era I used to drop politics comics all the time but it’s just gotten more and more boring and obvious. And on the other hand, with the Daily Show, Colbert, Twitter in general, etc… there are so many smart, funny people saying insightful things about politics on a daily/minute basis, it’s hard to find something new to say or a new way to say it. But here it is, my sad take on the sad 2016 elections. In some ways I do love how much of a joke the Republican field has become, but in reality, it takes (at least) two healthy parties to make a well-functioning government. The fact that the GOP has sunk so low and has become so directionless — and is increasingly controlled by two rich oil barons — really doesn’t bode well for the future of the U.S. and the world. Fun times!

I wonder if any trolls will comment on this. I hope not. Such a waste of time and energy on their part and mine if I even choose to respond.

Dad Naps

I had a lot of ideas for this week’s Dustinland comic but I was too tired to draw any of them. Seriously, it’s so cliche but parenthood and workitude just wear you out. It’s so hard to have the energy for me time without a boost from controlled substances. So I figured I draw a comic about the tiredness and my ways of attempting to avoid it. My favorite is panel 5 where I literally lie on the floor in front of my child, hoping he’ll get so immersed in his play time that he’ll forget he demanded I play with him and not notice me napping there in plain sight. It works just about neverytime.

Pages From My College Philosophy Class Notebook

I was lazy on Father’s Day and didn’t feel like drawing comics, so I dug out these masterpieces. Honestly, I could spend days going through my old college textbooks. They are so intricate in their doodles and little jokes… I wonder how I was inspired to work so hard at not doing what I was supposed to be doing. Maybe class is just that boring. Maybe that’s how I learn. I was actually a pretty decent student. Not always A but not too far from it. Solid B+ for sure. Sometimes A if I really cared. It was hard to care though. School… you know, it can be interesting with the right teacher/professor, but so often it felt like being forced to sit in a room for no reason. It really could be torturous at times.

I did have some great teachers though. And once I took a course called The History of Sequential Art. AKA comics. A class about comics! Amazing. Believe it or not, the guy teaching the class (grad student) probably taught me more about writing college papers than anyone else. We were all freshman and we gave in our first papers and he handed them all back and said they were too bad to grade, and he spent a whole class explaining what a college paper really should be. Nice guy. I wonder what he’s doing now.

But yeah, anyway, my notes are ridiculous and there are zillions of hidden gems in them — jokes and drawings — so maybe I’ll edit it down and publish some highlights one day. High five.

Day Of The Dad

This week’s Dustinland was created in advance of Father’s Day. I could have released it on the actual day, but hey, this is Father’s Day, and I’m a father, so I get to do it my way this time. Really though, there is too much of a silly nature to Father’s Day, I think. Mother’s Day is heartfelt and meaningful. What are we doing for mom? Oh mom, there’s only one mom. Etc… Then Father’s Day comes around and it’s like, hey fatso, here’s a hot dog and a tie. It’s just a different vibe, and I think dads deserve better.

I love being a dad. But it’s hard (yes being a mom is hard too, but we’re not talking about that now). I don’t want to reiterate what I said in the comic, but.. well, here’s a quick story. I have these two dad friends. We had plans to hang out tonight after work. Last minute, ALL THREE OF US had to cancel. That’s #dadlife. Dads, you know what I mean. We live for a happy family. Beyond that, it’s the little things. Cliche, maybe. But cliches exist for a reason.

Dad on, dads. Dad on.