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If I Were Single

To be honest, this new Dustinland comic is just a scheme to go into my YOLO joke. I could have just talked about how You Only Live Once is basically We’re All Gonna Die, but it’s funnier / easier to read in a story, so there you have it. Comics, behind the scenes. Fascinating and unpredictable as always!

Really though, this comic does have a bit of that sitcom zinger feel to it, but again, I do like the basic insight. YOLO is sort of morbid if you think about it. Acknowledging death — in a positive, accepting manner, albeit, but still.

Also, can you say YOLO if you believe in reincarnation? Or would that be TAMLSYBBAITOOYWUAWITNO (There Are Many Lives So You Better Be Awesome In This One Or You’ll Wind Up A Worm In The Next One)!

But seriously folks.

Time To Go

This week’s Dustinland comic is not really based on my wife, because she’s pretty good about these kinds of things. But she does have the occasional moment of unsure what should I wear panic. The girl in the strip is really a combination of women I have dated and stories I’ve heard from other people. And yes, it’s a bit of a cliché, I know, haha, what is this a sitcom? But really, clichés exist for a reason, and that’s all I’ll say about that before I have to flee to Mexico again.

Always Bet on Assholes

Now, when I say “always” i the title of this comic—and post—I’m just talking about humans. You can probably bet on nice horses and win. I mean, I really don’t know what goes on in the horse world so you’d have to ask a different person if you wanted some info that would help you the next time you head out to the track.

Really though, it was a said thing to see. It reminds me of when I went to spring break as a college junior. I went to Cancun and had a horrible because my ass was exploding pretty much the entire trip. But one night I was out at some club and they were having a boob contest and one of the girls we were hanging out with asked me if she should go up there and join it. I guess most dudes would be like HELL YEAH DO IT but I couldn’t help but blurt out, “Why would you ever do that? Do you not see the hundreds of dudes taking photos in here? Do you want to be naked on the Internet forever?” And you know what: She didn’t do it, but she was disappointed in my answer. She really wanted to. Why? I don’t know. Why do girls let themselves be disrespected and abused and sometimes even seem to like it? Why do bros feel like it’s okay to act that way? Why are people such idiots? Why are we even worried about stuff like this while the Amazon rain forest is being turned into a giant cattle ranch? Why ask why: Drink Bud Dry.

The end.

Be A Man

I was recently out in the city and was noticing the interactions of some young single whippersnappers and it inspired me to draw this comic. Not because I am some super pimp dating guru, but simply because I remember when I was young and single and stupid, chasing after girls and not understanding why things weren’t working out. For most dudes, it takes a while to have that realization that you have to be more than just a “nice guy.” Of course, this is only part of the puzzle, because like I show in the comic, the reaction to this realization can result in major asshole-itude. It’s subtle. It’s something that can’t be told to you. It’s something that comes with age — hopefully. So as fun as it is to imagine what if some future me could have traveled back in time and dropped all this knowledge on younger me, there’s a good chance it wouldn’t have made one bit of difference.

I Need Yo Love

This week’s Dustinland is based off some observations I’ve made recently. I touched on the subject of desperation back in 2004, but now I have a few new ideas on the subject. Must be that wisdom that comes with age. Yup, I sure am wise. But yeah, desperation is a killer. You can sense it instantly, like dogs and fear. The key is really to just be happy with yourself, just enjoying riding solo and being single, while simultaneously being able to playfully flirt. That’s easier said than done though, especially during a prolonged dry streak.

The Art of Fighting

Don’t get this week’s Dustinland wrong: I don’t really fight with my wife much but of course there are a lot of little things we rag on each other about. And it’s all fun and good when that happens, even if once in a while it gets a little serious. The problem lies when little arguments are constantly springing up in place of bigger ones. You see it in unhappy couples. Lots of little bickering about nothing, that comes out because they’re both trying to hide the real issues that are making them unhappy. Sometimes I think everyone can see it except for the people doing it. But that’s life — it’s so easy to see when other people are making mistakes, but so hard to notice it in yourself.

Ho Blind

You know, Ho Blind? Like Snow Blind? Sheesh, tough crowd.

Seriously though, this week’s Dustinland is a topic I tackled a few years ago, but this time I think I got it right. I also realized I haven’t been touching on subjects of sex and love quite as much as I once did. That’s probably because I’m a long way from single these days, and that’s when you really start thinking about those things. I’ll see if I can dig up some more theories though, since it’s a great topic. The best really.