Category Archives: marriage

I’m New Here

I’ve been drawing a new comic called I’m New Here for a local newspaper called The River Journal. They cover a bunch of towns up here in Westchester, including mine. I say up here because Westchester is north of NYC, and that’s sort of where everything is judged by around these parts. Anyway, you can see the first four strips here. There’s certainly a theme, as you can tell from the title. I grew up in an apartment in Queens so being new to the suburbs provides endless ideas. If you’re lucky enough to live in a Hudson river town, you get the printed version delivered right into your mailbox. Good times.

Risqué Business

This week’s new Dustinland comic is quite cheeky. It’s about dads — well, one dad: me — making naughty little double entendres around the house since my little one is too young to understand them. Totally immature, but you do have to find ways to entertain yourself in this domestic life.

Coming soon… Dustinland in book form

I’ll make it short: I’m coming out with a book. A compilation. Best of 20 years. Trying to get it out before 2017 is over so…

Back to work!

Stay tuned!

The Keys To Happiness

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.

Snorible

This week’s Dustinland comic is about snoring. Couples snoring. Now, my wife is not a big snorer, and neither am I. Basically, we only snore when one of us is sick—or pregnant. Fortunately, neither of those things happen very often. Now, snoring sucks. It makes one person sleep on the couch and the other person feel guilty. Right now, it’s not a big deal in my life, since it’s such a rare occurrence. But man, look at older folks… seems like the older you get, the more you snore, and the more you come to sleep in different rooms. Seems like at that point, people just accept it. I think that’s a big part of getting older. Just accepting things. I notice it with fatherhood. “Meh. Kid is sick. Gotta cancel our three-day weekend vacation we already paid for. What can you do.” That sort of thing. Fun times.

Zzzzzzzz….