time and time again, we learn that certain things in this life do NOT mix. water and electricity, for example. or hannah montana and the ears of the world, for another example. those are things we know to be wrong. however, there are often gray areas, where we are faced with uncertainty and thus hesitate. the creators of ‘does it blend‘ helped us out for a while. then they started doing stupid shit, like blending an iphone.
on a personal level, in my life, i have been able to conquer quite a lot. threats of death [i’m quite pleased that i am an asshole, but others tend not to be], illness [serious and not], the great moral quandary of ‘should i take the last cookie??’, and so on. you just . . . deal, you know? there are people who face worse, and i’m not going to bitch about stuff when there’s other stuff to be concerned about.
one question has haunted me since birth though. what the fuck do we do about etsy? on the one hand, there are talented people out there. those who are entrepreneurial enough should be rewarded, and so etsy is right to give them a home. HOWEVER. there are a lot of morons out there, and they seem to flock to etsy like it’s a bomb shelter against a full-on craft attack.
here’s an image for you, from an etsy seller who thinks they’re doing people any good. i haven’t bothered to photoshop ‘fail’ onto it, since that kind of implies they were ever capable of winning. their overpriced, useless shit is a warning to the rest of us: stay on your meds.
see? there’s pages of shit. i think you get it the point. some of it’s good, but most of it is just junk and garbage. if you need an antidote from the madness, head to regretsy, where a professional does more of the same. helen killer will administer vitamins and such to nurse your sense of good taste back.