Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #009

This is the last Dingus for a while, it's all I managed to get done back then. I did find sketches outlaying the next few strips and if I work up the courage and effort, I will finish them up and maybe do a few more. Whatever.

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #008

And another. Rex? Come home, baby.

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #007

Haven't heard from Rex Tarkleton in about a week. Hope he's okay, he was last seen chasing a pigeon across the BQE. Not too worried as he is a spry kinda guy, especially when he has pigeon vengeance on the mind. Or is it pigeon lust? It's a fine line for ol' Rex. Here's a Dingus strip for you in the meantime...

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #006

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #005

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #004

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #003

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Drunken Boy Dingus Comic Strip #002

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Digging Out Some Old Stuff...

A comic strip from the defunct Drunken Boy Dingus site. These first few strips are actually relevant to today's issues, so drink up, and enjoy.

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Kegger Dingus

College is an interesting time in one's life. You're out on your own, studying for midterms, and preparing for a career. And then there's Dingus, funneling beers, doing kegstands, and acing Mass Consumption 101. And don't forget the "Freshman 10": Drunken Boy Dingus outdrank 10 freshmen in a single night. Not a bad feat, even though they're freshman. They say college are the years you will always remember fondly, which may be true for you and me, but Dingus, on the other hand, may not remember much.

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Down & Out Dingus

Poor little Dingus. He's fallen so far, right into the gutter. Literally. He should have gotten his GED. But, wait. He's got a friend to keep him company while wallowing down in the dumps: a pint of rotgut, eye-blinding booze. Hey, it probably won't do any good, but it's tasty.

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Pink Elephants

Drunken Boy Dingus gots da' DTs.

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Bourbon Street

Bourbon Street, New Orleans, the last bastion of the fall down drunk. Drunken Boy Dingus thrives in the Big Easy, home of Pat O'Brien's Hurricane, the to-go cup, and bars that never close. If you ever make it down to the Crescent City, you'll see a Dingus or two seeking support from the gas lit light poles on and around Rue Bourbon. You don't think they were put there to illuminate the street, did you?

This piece was done back in 2001 for a friend's birthday after a crew of us went to Jazzfest that year. It was also included in the 2002 show. I guarantee.

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86'ed

Who knew that running down the bar naked while making claims of being the second coming and doing scientific research under patrons' skirts could get you tossed from a gin joint? Well, watch your actions, little Dingus, it seems society has gone and gotten itself some rules. What are they? Hell if I know, but it's probably best not to flood the pool table with martinis to make your own slip-and-slide.

Another piece here from 2002, and the "Liverbender Lounge" is also based on the Abbey. The Abbey's owner even has a framed version at his home and has toyed with the idea of naming a place "Liverbender's". Life truly does imitate art.

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After Work

After a long day of pushing pencils, one deserves an after work drink, or two, or three, or seven. Drunken Boy Dingus is one of the after work crowd, but then again he's part of the late night crowd, and the "it's-4-AM-get-out-of-the-bar-and-go-home" crowd. Hey, after an 8 hour work day, Dingus needs to relax at the bar for a good 10 hours.

The bar in this piece is based on the window end of the Abbey, near the "power corner". It was also drawn, I guess, at a time when you could still smoke in NYC bars. Smoke 'em if ya got 'em.

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D.U.I. Dingus

Woah! Wrong turn there, little Dingus! Just goes to show, booze can totally impair your ability to drive. Next time, take a cab. Or take a nap under the pool table. Seriously, kiddies, drinking and driving ain't cool.

The D.U.I. vs. D.W.I. debate rages on. Where I grew up, you could get slapped with a "duey", driving under the influence. In other states, it's called driving while intoxicated. Either way, you're pretty screwed.

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J.P. Dingus

J.P. Dingus, a captain of industry, drinking a snifter of brandy after crushing unions and small businessmen alike. His favorite stock? Anything on the top shelf and lots of it! This tycoon knows how to live the good life: make money and drink champagne until you puke out the profits!

The original piece in the 2002 show had a scanned image of a stocks page from the financial section of the Times, which I'm unable to locate at this time. Cheers!

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Drunken Boy Dingus

Drunken Boy Dingus was first created in 2000-2001 as a quick doodle one night when I was spending a lot of time on the LES at some buddies' place on Henry Street. We were all very creative back in those days and produced a lot of work. This particular character in doodle form spent some idle time collecting dust on top of my fridge in Brooklyn until one day I saw potential in the character. I started working out drawings of the little dude, did some flash stuff with him, and even started www.drunkenboydingus.com (which is currently defunct). This particular piece was part of a show I had in 2002 here in Brooklyn and it hurts to look at it now. This was the title piece of the Dingus part of the show and it has some bad photoshop "dodge and burn" which I relied too heavily on back in the day. Well, it's history and this week I'll be posting some old Drunken Boy Dingus pics. Sit back, have a beer, then another, then another, and enjoy.

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