Chronic Escapist Mugs

"What do I do to relieve stress? I meditate, about not working here."

Businessmen trying to prop up a line-chart with sticks

Woman dreaming about being on vacation.

"I'm just glad we got out before interest rates went up again."

'I'm just going to go and slip into something more comfortable, like denial.'

Rising Gas Prices

Last Chance For Reality

'She got all the soap opera channels at a discount -- it's some kind of 'frequent cryer' program.'

'I don't know who he is...but he roto-tilled my entire yard and never even stopped to let me thank him!'

Don't you worry JB, everything is fine here.

'Man, I'm sick of thinking...can't someone flip on a T.V. or something?'

'You always say you'll do things tomorrow. . . but you never do.'

'You're so sophisticated and witty...and muscular...do you work out? Why, yes, I'd love to come back to your place.'

"Joining the Army was great for me son; he learned a skill and gained a world of self confidence. Of course, he still won't clean his room."

Zoo Employees

"You know what you're running here, Lou? You're running a haven, that's what you're running here, Lou."

Man opens front door to find he's up in clouds.

Kissing Hands

"Not now, Elaine—I'm on my man-cloud."

"He went that-a-way." (snail escapes).

'If you keep running away, son, you'll never make it through your formative years.'

"With this invention...I can finally go to a time where everyday nuisances have been completely eradicated!"

"Hon, I feel like riding out into big-sky country."

Dangerous tax audits.

Message in a bottle.

Free Thinking.

Sometimes you wanna go where nobody knows your name

ARchie Smith cartoonist

"Yo've got to be more specific, Ed. Wake you when what's over?"

"We outsourced our joyless TV dinners to a delightful couple from next door."

"I have no problem with reality. It's just the occasional intrusion of gritty realism that I hate."

'Actually, I just came up here to get away from leading economic indicators for a while.'

Virtual Reality Check

"The floor is any human contact."

Black belts in the ancient art of avoidance