We Get It

Here’s something that’s been annoying me:

Whenever anyone brings up what a garbage fire 2020 has been, it’s inevitable that some smug dweeb will wander in to say, “Well, actually, a thing you perhaps haven’t considered is that, as a matter of fact, the things we’re dealing with in 2020 are a result of things that occurred before 2020, and will have repercussions that go beyond 2020.”

And it’s like, bro, seriously? You think the people decrying the frustrations of the year that we’re in the process of putting in the rearview don’t understand the concept of causation? You think that you’re the only person who understands that years are not perfect islands of time separated from all other years by vast expanses of sea?

When someone says, “Ugh! I slept terribly last night, and now I’m so tired today,” are you there to let them know that, well, actually, the exhaustion they feel might find its roots not just in the previous night’s sleep but rather a confluence of decisions from the day leading up to said sleep–for example, too much coffee–and events in the day(s) proceeding said sleep–for example, a looming deadline, or an upcoming presentation, or a conversation with a loved one you’ve been putting off out of dread?

And sure, some of the people who say, “Ugh! 2020, amirite?” might actually see it purely as an unlucky time. But for a lot of us, saying “Ugh! 2020, amirite?” is a coping mechanism for dealing with the culmination of decades worth of decision making, during which our voice either a) didn’t exist (due to our having not yet been born), or b) wasn’t heard. And so we are very much not the ones you–meaning this hypothetical (but very real) person mentioned above–need to be lecturing.

Anyway, please buy these shirts. They’re a pretty fun way to celebrate a not-so-fun year!

The Most Wonderful Time, The Least Wonderful Year by Olipop

A total gamer. A lover of soundtracks. A devourer of TV series and movies alike. A Harley-Davidson enthusiast. No, none of these describe Olipop aka Oliver, a geeky graphic designer and t-shirt artist from Spain. They’re actually things you might say about his “rebel princess” daughter. In other words, Olipop isn’t just someone who can create hilarious designs that make you smile; he (and his spouse) can also raise a super cool little girl. And that’s gotta count for something, right?

To see more of his work (and find links to his various social media presences) check out his website!

We Get It

Here’s something that’s been annoying me:

Whenever anyone brings up what a garbage fire 2020 has been, it’s inevitable that some smug dweeb will wander in to say, “Well, actually, a thing you perhaps haven’t considered is that, as a matter of fact, the things we’re dealing with in 2020 are a result of things that occurred before 2020, and will have repercussions that go beyond 2020.”

And it’s like, bro, seriously? You think the people decrying the frustrations of the year that we’re in the process of putting in the rearview don’t understand the concept of causation? You think that you’re the only person who understands that years are not perfect islands of time separated from all other years by vast expanses of sea?

When someone says, “Ugh! I slept terribly last night, and now I’m so tired today,” are you there to let them know that, well, actually, the exhaustion they feel might find its roots not just in the previous night’s sleep but rather a confluence of decisions from the day leading up to said sleep–for example, too much coffee–and events in the day(s) proceeding said sleep–for example, a looming deadline, or an upcoming presentation, or a conversation with a loved one you’ve been putting off out of dread?

And sure, some of the people who say, “Ugh! 2020, amirite?” might actually see it purely as an unlucky time. But for a lot of us, saying “Ugh! 2020, amirite?” is a coping mechanism for dealing with the culmination of decades worth of decision making, during which our voice either a) didn’t exist (due to our having not yet been born), or b) wasn’t heard. And so we are very much not the ones you–meaning this hypothetical (but very real) person mentioned above–need to be lecturing.

Anyway, please buy these shirts. They’re a pretty fun way to celebrate a not-so-fun year!

An ugly Christmas sweater should be: