WELL here is my janky attempt at premiering my next series of BERZERK MERKS: KLUB MED Edition. klub instead of club because of, you know, legalities. not because i'm super into the letter k. even though i realize now i have used three ks. hmmmm....I'VE MADE A HUGE MISTAKE. time to storm the capital. are we joking about that yet?
so, hopefully these are received in the spirit they are intended, in that, hey, this past year, man, i've been hit with lifes whompin' stick. got the covid about a year ago. almost died. then got kidney stones. then shingles. its been a real WHO'S WHO of 'how can tyler suffer all the biblical plagues of egypt.'
and through it all, doctors have been there, ready to serve, ready to help, a soft hand on my fevered brow, a concerned look as i wobbled on my feet. and, as cliche as it may be, i came away from all this thinking THANK GOD FOR MEDICAL WORKERS. they kept me alive, they eased my torments, and here i am, good as new (cut to a stock photo of frankenstein's monster).
AND WITH THAT LENGTHY INTRO, here are something I really do enjoy making, my own knock-off 1 dimensional GIJOE-esque stickers, BRZKMRK2: KLUB MED Edition. celebrating everyone that puts their life on the line around the world keeping everyone else alive. thank ye for ye services, ye sung and unsung heroes.
so there ya go, look for these 9(?) little guys in the upcoming sticker packs. my kids love em. plus we got these nifty tshirts over in the shirt section.
if you're wondering why i'm not donating a percentage of this sales proceeds, i'm gonna be 100% straight with you, we already did. we wrote the check today, going out on a limb, gotta give back, go for broke. and that's ok. money is nice but people are more important. i know i know, i'm getting sentimental in my old age. but we've lost a lot this last year, as a world, and i'm excited for things to start swinging up.
