You’ve explored the outer reaches of the Absentmindia system. You’ve traveled to the distant planet Spaz. You’ve drifted through the Daydream Nebula and charted the Oblivia belt. You crossed the Preoccupied Zone at its widest point—a three-year journey that you made without noticing your flightsuit fly was open. In recognition of all these adventures and more, we’re proud to bestow upon you the rank of Honorary Space Cadet—a purely ceremonial and totally unofficial rank that entitles you to no pension, benefits, or parking privileges.

Enjoy this “honor,” kid. You’ve earned it.

This shirt was designed by: Derek Deal, a digital inkslinger from sweltering southwest Florida. To create this Woot-friendly design, Derek says he had to suppress his “normal tendency to draw snot and brains.” Confidentially, Derek, we’re not sure that is such a normal tendency.

Wear this shirt: to prevent your natural body oils from seeping into the upholstery of the couch.

Don’t wear this shirt: to a job interview. Although, on the plus side, it would probably eliminate their need to ask that question about what you consider your greatest weakness.

This shirt tells the world: “I get lost in thought because it’s totally unfamiliar territory.”

We call this color: Heather… Heather Something. Gray? No, That’s Not It.

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