Blizzeards

This week’s Dustinland comic is about how everyone has a huge beard these days, and how that’s awesome. I’m definitely a fan. I myself cannot grow a full on caveman beard but I do have a goatee. Would I grow a beard if I could? I would at the very least try it. Why not? Beards are awesome. I mean, compare this trend to the whole metrosexual thing. I’d rather hang out with a bunch of lumberjack looking dudes than some guys who look like Ryan Seacrest. No offense to Seacrest, I mean, he could be a super cool dude. I’m just saying, he’s no Brian Wilson (the pitcher, not the Beach Boy [well either, really]).

Off Color

This week’s comic is not really a comic. Just a drawing. Sunday night I just wasn’t in the mood to espouse about anything, probably because I was hungover after a night out with some dudes (and dads) seeing High On Fire and Pallbearer (metal—lots of metal). But I did feel like drawing. So this is really just an exploration of color and mood. I figured I’d try drawing something intense and coloring it in cool blues, then draw something mellow and color it in firey reds. It’s interesting, if you’re into that sort of thing. It would be fun to really go to town on something like this and make it super detailed but I think my days of super detailed art are behind me at this stage in life. I mean, it’s hard to ever believe I had that kind of time. That would be my advice to young people. If you have a hobby, totally commit. Because you’ll have less and less time over the years to spend on it. Maybe one day when you’re old you can come back to it but that’s different.

Babies Are Drunk, Toddlers Are High

I’ve had the idea that babies are drunk for quite some time. It’s pretty obvious. They waddle around clutching a bottle, they babble, drool, fall over. They’re wasted. But the stoner thing featured in this week’s Dustinland comic was a recent thought. I could honestly do a whole blog just dedicated to viewing toddlers are stoners. All their weird tastes, the things they say, the scenarios they imagine, their explanations for things, the questions they ask—it’s like hanging out with a bunch of college hippie bongo players. And hey, that’s pretty awesome because hippies are funny. Sure, you don’t want to count on one to not lose their boot at a Waffle House in the middle of Tennessee, causing you to drive around from exit to exit in the middle of the night on the way back from Bonnaroo (true story) but you wouldn’t want to count on a baby to drive you home either.

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.