REMEMBER WHEN EVERYONE WAS RICH?

And remember when the economy was doing so well people stopped playing that game where they'd make up the name of their fictional rock band (mine was a speed metal band called "The Rough Sex Defense"), and they started playing that game where they'd make up the name of their fictional dot-com corporation? It was about that time that I started selling things on this web site.

My aim was to become a famous multi-billionaire playboy, one coffee mug at a time. Did it work? Why don't you ask my TWO Latin Grammies? (they won't answer because they're just a couple of little statues, made of maize.)

You can visit the store here. Some day I'll have a proper store, with diffident customer service representatives and murderous security guards. For now, I'm still renting.