Tag: teespring

I.

Thank you to everyone who bought a shirt: you’re awesome. Please press Like and subscribe to my YouTube channel.

Be serious.

Get out of here! I’m using Roman numerals! I’m a small business owner!

I flat-out hate you.

Because you’re a hater. You are envious of my success.

Yes. That’s it.

I continue: beyond the obvious financial consideration, I consider this the first step in leaking the world of the semi-fictional into reality, and those that purchased a shirt my messengers.

So creepy.

YOU’RE NOT MY DAD.

No, I’m you.

…

Right.

You honestly forget sometimes, don’t you.

Not often, but: yeah.

It’s too late for you.

Sure. But the fact remains that I am an entrepreneur.

II.

I asked for some help in design; I got some and thanks it to be offered there, as well. (As always: I am assuming that the kind Enthusiasts wish to remain anonymous, but if they don’t, then speak up or send me angry e-mails.) The same pattern was followed as when I migrated the site: someone did it for me.

From here in, though, I will do my own work: I have found a decent program (the kids call them “apps”) and most of what I want to do doesn’t reach the level of art, which is good because I am not good at art. In sixth grad, I drew a pair of pliers. I used pencil, and the paper was quite large. It took a while, but the pliers looked like pliers: like, exactly. There was no question about it. I considered that a win and never drew anything competently ever again.

But I think I can figure out how to jam some bullshit in a Stealie.

III.

I will not just jam some bullshit in a Stealie.

IV.

If our relationship is a friendship, Enthusiasts, then it can certainly–and easily–be spoiled by money. Thoughts on the Dead is not a store, and will not be pushing volume bullshit at you. Cheap and shitty Dead shirts can be purchased for less than Teespring allows at many locations, and you’re free to get them there.

V.

I have ended the campaign for the Route 77 sign shirt, and here’s why: Teespring has good reviews as far as quality and delivery go, but I’d rather hear from you. They should get to you soon, and then you’ll give me the verdict. (The Wall of Sound for President ’16 shirt is still available for purchase. I know I said it was going to stop being sold, but I made it fairly clear that I was lying, so I don’t feel bad.)

Also, the shirt sucked.

VI.

BUT, the design works beautifully as a sticker.

Want one? Maybe one for your computer, and one for your guitar case? Huh? Huh? Is nice? You buy now, also take daughter. Five sticker, two daughter!

I’m not going to speak to you again.

Thank God.

VII.

The shirts, however, will wait until reports are in as to quality; also, a common theme of responses to the offering of a new product was “I would like to buy another frivolous in-joke from you, but I would also like to feed my children.” Perhaps every week is not the optimal schedule.

VIII.

Roman numerals are stupid: how do you long division with this nonsense? Sandal-wearing mutants.

Enthusiasts, this is your fault. You encouraged me, and gave me money and compliments, so now you will be bothered by my mercantilism.

Second shirt is up and for sale; I have taken your advice and this one is available in multiple colors (including white and light-grey for summer wearing) and you can also choose between the unisex version shown above, or a women’s-cut shirt you can see on the page.

Also: I appreciate both your custom and your advice. PLEASE let me know if I’m fucking up, or forgetting something, or accidentally included a swastika in my design.