Monthly Archives: September 2016

From The Bottom Of My Heart

This latest Dustinland comic will probably offend some people but oh well. At this point, Dustinland is a non-profit venture. I don’t make money off it, and my livelihood does not depend upon it. So I can do with it whatever I want, and at this point, I feel like venting. Perhaps you agree with me, perhaps you don’t. Either way, it’s hard to argue with this one fact: I hate this election more than any I have ever been witness to. It is awful and depressing, and winning is losing to some degree in either situation. That’s how I feel, and that sucks — for me.

It will probably suck for you too whether you know it or not, and that’s sad. Hey, maybe not. Maybe everything will turn out just fine. I would love that. I would love to be wrong. Because unlike most people these days, I’d rather be happy than right.

The Wonder Years

This week’s Dustinland comic was inspired by the NYC bombings. I pretty much say all I have to say about the subject in the strip. This is more of a place for people to discuss it. Aside from the 5,000 social media channels I engage on as well. But yes, these last 15 years or so sure do make you wish for the days when the worst thing on the news was the president getting a blowjob.

Welcome To Homeownership

So the new house I refer to in this week’s new Dustinland comic is not quite as bad as I make it out to be in the strip, but it definitely needs more work than I thought it would. While I’m exaggerating for the strip, it really does feel that way. Anytime anyone does anything on the house, they uncover some new unlucky nightmare that costs thousands of dollars to repair. Man, I guess this is what grumpy dads across America have been complaining about on sitcoms forever. Here’s to joining the club.

Mi Casa es Mi Casa

I just bought a house. And that’s what this week’s latest Dustinland comic is about. Honestly, I could write an entire graphic novel just about this. The entire process. In some ways you could say it took years. Just closing on the house alone was many months. I could go on and on here and now, but I will save it for future comics.

If I have the time to draw comics, that is, since I will soon be so broke, in my spare time I’ll have to be one of those guys selling bottled water at stoplights.