Food Fight

In our modern, workaday, jet-setting, go-go-90s lives, it’s customary to think of food as something that just appears in supermarkets and restaurants on command.  It’s just there when you want it, as normal and blasé as perfect interior temperature control or a pocket computer which can contact anyone in the world in seconds.  I click a few buttons on the Internet and a half-hour later someone hands me a bag of food and leaves:  YAWN.  

Food is safe, boring, normcore.

Yeah, he’s vegetable man

We’re sick of it, and so we came up with some new prints to help bring back a little bit of that old-school, hunter-gatherer edge to the kitchen.  You know what pairs well with a pork tenderloin?  Menace.* 


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Pair them with one of our robot grocery tote bags for twice the terror.  Good thing you’re cooking with a knife in your hand; I hope nothing else goes wrong.

* Menace, and Simpsons jokes.


We’ll Live Like Kings

If there is one thing that more than three decades of life has made indisputably clear for me, it’s this:  I don’t want to have to get up.  And since I haven’t yet mastered Homer Simpson’s move…

the only rational conclusion is that some sort of ambulatory assistant is essential.  However, as previously established, I don’t trust robots, even robot housekeepers.

Plus, the cost of oil these days!  It just doesn’t fit in the budget.  But there’s one choice that is both adorable AND willing to work for fruit:  monkey butlers.*

How many monkey butlers will there be? One at first, but he’ll train others.

Our newest design will class up your life and help you dream really, really small.  Available  as a poster, t-shirt, or phone case.  It’s alright.

* An anthropologist sister of mine tells me this is a chimpanzee, and that chimps are apes, not monkeys.  This is an important distinction that I definitely care about even a tiny bit, so please feel free to imagine the “The More You Know” rainbow and music in your head.  This post already has enough irrelevant graphics.