Dwelling on apocalyptic thoughts is dangerous: Nostradamus became so preoccupied he forgot to eat vegetables and died of gout, and while the same didn't happen to 2012 director Roland Emmerich, people were definitely hoping it would. But lupus would work too. Dropping prognosticating for t-shirt making, Squid Ink Kollective.
SIK's a whimsically twisted line run by two Robert Crumb aficionados who met while playing in an experimental apocalyptic band (Teflon Resistance!), but say they put their instruments down when they realized exper-apoc bands really don't prepare you for the apocalypse. The staples are anthropomorphic Narwhals: a horny and hornless squadron in the lewd "Pod of Narwhals", another smugly riding a Segway in the Arrest-ing "A Narwhal Named GOB" and, in "Narwhal Rides Again", the same character straddling a Vespa (you know he lives with his Nar-mom). Even quirkier are the witch-broom wielding "CatTaur", a diamond-eyed cat named Pei-Mei who shoots lasers out of his peepers, and the wraparound "Happy Campers", depicting a campsite, a comically menacing bear, and humanoid "charismatic trees", who had to cultivate their charm once Bob Ross died and took their happy with him.
SIK also deals in hand-sewn linens, prints of jet-packed rabbits, and artistic one-offs like a flamboyant Storm Trooper about to get Gak'd, and the photo/paint mash-up "Not Without my Daughter": randomly named for a Sally Field/Jack Lemmon movie, but depicting a real tiger chomping on a painted rabbit -- who should consider himself lucky that he won't see The Day After Tomorrow.