A late birthday/Father’s Day gift for my dad, who goes to spin classes, which are basically just bike larping. Or so I say. I mean, I’m going to make a real shirt. A picture of a shirt isn’t a very good gift. Happy, uh, Canada Day, Dad.

And so ends SHIRTMONTH. Tomorrow is a DIFFERENT MONTH. I am just so happy right now.

Oh hey, it’s that guy!

This seemed like such a good idea before I found myself staring at Wikipedia at 2 AM trying to think of a clever abstract way to represent a pancreas.

(Yeah, some of these need work JUST A BIT.)

At no point in my life did I expect to have to use Illustrator to create a broken disco ball.

But, uh, there’s always a first time…?

This is one of those cases where I wish I hadn’t pledged to upload everything because, while the concept amuses me, I hate hate hate hate hate the execution. Not to mention at this size it’s easy to miss half the details that make up the joke – that’s he’s wearing a stethoscope, that he’s holding a (regular) screwdriver… (And that iffiness with size is in turn the reason it’s so large and poorly placed and… just… look elsewhere.)