Monthly Archives: September 2019

Bite me

This latest Dustinland comic is inspired by a few recent mysterious bug bites. Of course I instantly jumped to the conclusion that I had bed bugs. I can’t help it. Too paranoid from all those years in NYC. But yeah, the bites went away so I’m probably in the clear. No idea what they were. Fleas maybe? We have lots of wildlife running around our yard and I was doing yard work the day before I got the bites so I may have dragged a few little biters into the house. Did some serious sheet and pillow case washing and now I’m bite free, so who knows.

Man, nature sure does hate us. And for good reason, if you think about it.

Mindfulmess

My 900th Dustinland comic is about meditation and the search for inner peace. That was totally unintentional, although it is a nice coincidence. I actually wanted to make a special comic for #888 and make it all about the number 8, but I forgot, and drew another comic, and then it was too late to go back. So I guess you’ll have to wait until #999, in which case I will be building up to #1000 by then, which is pretty cray cray.

I did do a special Dustinland comic for #500, which you can check out. But yeah, calmness. Meditation. I try. It’s hard. Five minutes feels like five hours. I do believe it’s good for you, even though it feels like torture, as I sit there and fight my rambling mind. They say you shouldn’t fight it, just let it go, and maybe concentrate on breathing. But I don’t know… it’s just not fun. Yet they say it works — it even helps your physical health. I should probably do more of that and less of beer, but, hey, you know, like the kids say, YOLO.

Inconceivaple

This week’s Dustinland comic is about the vaping scare, which is definitely freaking out a lot of people. You know, I don’t feel bad for the big companies that are trying to get kids hooked on candy apple bubble gum vapes, but I do feel bad for all the vape shops that have popped up around the country. Not that they’re nice places, but I mean… that’s a lot of small businesses that are getting hit by a sudden massive problem.

Also I feel bad for anyone who wants to sneak weed into a concert.

DESPOTify

This week’s Dustinland comic is a music nerd jab at Alexa and all the other voice operated smart speakers out there that play music for you. Actually it’s not really a jab at the speakers themselves, really more of a jab at people with bad tastes in music. Or a jab at people with obnoxious, snooty tastes in music, if you want to think of it that way. I don’t know why I keep saying “jab.” I never say that. Jab.

Also just to be clear, despot is “a ruler or other person who holds absolute power, typically one who exercises it in a cruel or oppressive way.” It’s not a highly used word but I found it perfect for this imaginary app. Which, to be honest, would be pretty great. If any coding nerd wants to create it, let’s do it! It would probably be about 5000x more work for you than for me, but I did come up with a pretty sweet idea, name and comic, so that sounds about fair. Man, I bet people who can code get approached with ideas like this ALLLL the time. Must be super annoying.

Sleepy Hollow

This week’s new Dustinland comic is all about going on vacation with your kids and having to sleep in the same room with them the entire time. The strip pretty much says all I have to say on the matter, but the extra background is that I just got back from vacationing in Maine. So that’s why there hasn’t been a new strip in two weeks.

Maine is super awesome, by the way. Portland is a great foodie town, and the rest of Maine is an outdoorsy paradise. Definitely the closest an east-coaster can get to the kind of mega nature grandeur you mostly only see out west. Also: Beer and lobster.