The founders' note
We got people connected.
Then we ran.
For twelve years we built the towers that made sure your phone never lost a bar. We were good at it. We sold the wireless company last spring.
Turns out the best thing we ever engineered was an excuse to leave. DEADZONE is the towel we wanted when we finally put the phone in the truck and paddled out — heavy enough to nap on, thin enough to pack, printed like the breaks that pulled us here.
Buy one. Go somewhere with no bars. That's the whole pitch.