This week’s new Dustinland comic is not actually a Father’s Day comic, but the timing works out nicely so let’s just say that it is. I mean, it is about parenting, and I am a father, so there you go. Close enough! Seriously though, the pressure in the comic is real.
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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.
Yes, I’m 35 now. Of course I hate drinking games. Well, maybe not of course, but yes, I hate them. Always have. As I said in this week’s Dustinland comic. There’s just something stupid about them. Why? Who cares? Why do I need to play a game to have a beer? Can’t we just chill out and have fun. Talk. Listen to music. Just… do stuff. I mean, that’s the whole point of drinking and drugs. They make other things way more fun.
I guess drinking games have probably gotten some people laid, so that’s good—at least, when they didn’t regret it. Aside from that, come on. Put down the ping pong ball. Grow up.
I was going to post this Dustinland last week but then the Osama thing went down and I had to touch on that instead. But back to boozing! Yup, these are all true stories from back in the college days (Binghamton University in upstate NY if you didn’t already know). I’m sure some of the people in this strip will be surprised to see themselves in comic form—hopefully pleasantly surprised. I could probably do a whole book of these if I really wanted to be maybe I’ll wait and see how much you guys like this first installment.