Open For Business

It's here. Finally the news you've all been waiting for. 

OK, some of you have been waiting for. Let's be honest, no one has been waiting for this, but I did it anyway. And like the publishing of my own books, 4 at last count, which nobody bothered to purchase, I don't expect this venture to make any money. Or defer my eventual trip to a dirty nursing home.

But hey, let's concentrate on the good stuff.

If you'll recall my post last Thursday was about my staggering inability to put together an online store in order to sell my fabulously popular anti-Trump T-shirts. The folks at CafePress made it easy to put together the Chinese-made sartorial splendor. But their American cohorts in the UX and UI departments made it impossible to figure out the mechanics of merchandising. 

And so I delayed. And bitched. And moaned.

Then last Friday, ex-Chiat legend Rick Boyko posted on Facebook that he had made his anti-Trump T-shirts available through a different platform -- Bonfire. I'll provide his link on this post later. 

It was as if Yahweh, the Almighty Lord himself, the Host of Hosts, were sending me divine assistance. And so I fired up a pot of my new Costa Rican coffee, logged into my new account at Bonfire and started plugging away. I had to retool some of my old designs since I was using an image of Captain Ouchie Foot's hair deck that I had Shanghaied from Shutterstock. 

So I created my own. And started building.

The process was simple, intuitive and, if I may, inspiring. So much so that I popped a couple of edibles and cranked out some new lines and designs. It wasn't until I put up the third T-shirt design that I realized I could forward the profit(s) --if there are any -- to the charity of my choice. 

I didn't have to think long and hard about that at all. When I do my walks in Culver City I always pass by the Village Well Bookstore at the corner of Culver & Duquesne. Without fail there are a bunch of crunchy kids there, fundraising for their crunchy causes: Amnesty International, Sierra Club, the ACLU and such. Because these kids can see and read my snarky, and sometimes vitriolic, T-shirts, they always think I'm going to be easy prey for the pitch. 

That, and they want to pet my dog Lucy. 

Truth is, I prefer to make my monetary donations to St. Jude's Children Hospital, which is not political in nature, and in my mind does more important work. 

Nevertheless, I decided on the ACLU, which I believe was founded by a bunch New Yorkers with distinctive Hebraic Seasonings, and does their diligence in the objective furtherance of justice. For both the left and the right. That's also important.

I hope you'll visit the site and have your credit card or PayPal (sing it Will Ferrell) ready and unleash your rage on the Worst. President. Ever. And more accurately, the Worst. "Human". Ever.

Visit Rick Boyko's store at: https://www.bonfire.com/no-dick-tators/

And head to the Trash Trump Treasure Chest at: https://www.bonfire.com/store/the-trash-trump-treasure-chest/

Where you'll find these new additions among others...