This week’s comic is about how there are 50 days until Halloween, and yet every supermarket is already full of PUMPKIN EVERYTHING and OCTOBERFEST. The only thing they don’t seem to have out yet is apple cider, and that’s the one thing I actually want right now. And apple cider donuts. Hot ones.
I mean, some pumpkin stuff is delicious. Shipyard nailed pumpkin beer. Pumpkin pie — delicious. But 1. it’s too early. And 2. the sheer amount of pumpkin flavored items is overkill at this point.
Anyway, I actually had more ideas for this comic but not enough time to draw them all:
- Self driving pumpkin — not there yet but in 2019 they’ll be released.
- Hurricane pumpkin (too soon) — leaves pumpkin scented devastation in its wake.
- Napumpkinalene — detox from opioids through the magic of pumpkins. Chemically it does nothing for you, but what goes better with cold turkey than pumpkin?
- Pumpkin wall — illegal immigrants can stay in this country if they help build a wall made of pumpkins to keep everyone else out.
- Octoberfist (this one is R-rated) — a girl in a German waitress costume fists you while you bite down on a pumpkin
This week’s Dustinland sort of took the theme of last week’s comic and combined it with the holidays. I’m not really sure I love how it turned out, but it was my first time actually drawing Trump, believe it or not, and I think that took time away from the writing. But man, that guy has no neck. Who knew? Everyone focuses on the hair and skin color and now chins, but I feel like he really is neckless. I mean, our long line of presidents is not a beauty pageant by any means, so I am not saying it has any effect on his leadership ability to not have a clear definition between head and shoulders in the form of a neck. I’m just saying I looked at a lot of photos to draw the guy and it’s basically just straight lines up from shoulders to head.
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Happy New Year everyone! This final Dustinland comic of 2015 highlights what’s in store for all the parents of small children out there – and it’s not a late night of dining, dancing and drinking.
Enjoy and thanks for the support! See you all in 2016!
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This week’s Dustinland comic is about the disturbing lyrics behind “Santa Claus is Coming to Town.” That song is messed up, man. It’s basically a creepy threat to your kids, saying “Hey, you better be good, because this fat guy is watching you 24-7 like you’re some Guantanamo detainee, and if you’re not good, you’re not gonna get any presents for Christmas, even though society hypnotizes you into believing it’s the one thing in life you should look forward to all year.”
I don’t want to be all War on Christmas fuddy duddy over this, but man, this song is dark. My kid seems to like it though, and he requests me to sing it to him, so who knows — maybe he’s accepting of today’s increasingly Big Brother like no-privacy state. Or maybe he’s two and it’s a catchy song.
The holiday season has officially begun, and I already picked out my Christmas tree, one week earlier than I normally do. And that’s what inspired this week’s Dustinland comic. The happiness generated by my new tree reminded me of the time way back, depressingly over a decade ago, when I bought my own secret private tree that I spitefully hid from my roommates. And don’t get me wrong, we were all on very good terms before and after that. I just got pissed off and reacted in the heat of the moment, and then decided to go with it as some sort of weird sort of funny lesson. I doubt anyone learned anything from it, besides me, and all I learned was how to put a Christmas tree using a crappy $5 metal base (it ain’t easy).
Anyway, I do love the holiday season. As I said in another comic a year or two ago, one nice thing about having kids is that it brings some fun back into the season. Sure, it’s always pretty and nice and cozy, and there’s that whole thing where there are actually several days when you don’t have to work, but overall, as you get older, it starts to lose its magic. But you become a parent and suddenly Santa is back in the picture and things are exciting again. See, there you go, some positivity, right after I bah humbugged and somehow manage to turn the act of buying a Christmas tree into something spiteful. Now that takes talent, no?
As evident in this week’s Dustinland comic, The 12 Days of Christmas has some really weird lyrics. I’m sure there’s some historical significance of each line… I guess… I mean, even in the Downton Abbey era I still don’t understand the idea of giving someone 11 leaping lords. First of all, why 11? Seems like overkill. Second, what does that mean? Just dudes who jump? I guess they’re lords… I mean, you must be pretty powerful if you can not only get 11 lords to jump at your behest, but then you can GIVE them to someone. And then what? I own them now? Thanks… lords… just what I needed. How is that going to work in a 2-bedroom apartment in Queens? I guess that’s my problem now.
Good times! Happy holidays everyone!
Pretty simple comic for the 2012 holiday season. But it’s really true. As you get older, the holidays lose that magical feeling. When you’re a kid, the whole month of December glows. So much excitement and anticipation… all that time off of school, presents, maybe snow… it’s just a special time to look forward to every year. Then you grow old and it’s just….blah. Annoying holiday songs playing in every store for more than a month, grey skies, things you have to do replace things you want to do—basically, the holidays become a chore.
But then you become a parent and all of a sudden the excitement is back. It’s not the same, but it’s still there. You just see it through them… how much joy they get from the whole experience. And it’s not just about presents. That’s part of it, sure, but it’s more than that.
Anyway, happy holidays (a little bit late in terms of this post—sorry, I’ve been busy)!