Monday, February 15, 2010

Angry Like Kevin Smith...but not quite so famous? Read on...

Here's the run-down, really fast, because I don't know that everybody who reads this (all ten of you) will necessarily be up on this particular news bite.  Kevin Smith, the director of Clerks, Mallrats, and Chasing Amy, was booted off a Southwest flight this weekend for being "too fat for the sky," as it was so aptly put by one of his twitter followers.  The resulting shit-storm by Kevin, via twitter, was a thing to behold.  He came down hard and fast on Southwest, causing the company to apologize by way of the poor sap who has to run the @southwest twitter feed, and via their blog, which I won't bother linking to;  it hasn't worked for me once since I started trying to view it.

As I listened to Kevin's podcast, the Smodcast, it was really nagging at me.  What do you do if you get royally gnawed on by the corporate machine, but you don't happen to have 1,651,646 followers on twitter?

I'm not exactly sure, but it really bugged me all night, and I thought I'd try something.  What if you could use a twitter hashtag, that little # that makes people know you're talking about something that others might want to talk about as well, and people would take up your cause, and re-tweet that mother, so that the corporate douchebags might take a little notice of your tiny twitter account with all of 18 followers?

That's why I'm taking this absolutely longform attempt at creating such a hashtag.

#MadLikeKev

If you've just been screwed over by the man, if some corporate douchebag just made you cry like a fat man thrown off a plane (I know, Kev, you didn't cry, but that girl sitting next to you wanted to, and I don't want to pick on her.  I know you can take it), then maybe we can find a little help in Kev's army, and bring some light to places where there needs a laser-powered spot-light.

And maybe only ten of you will read this, and it'll die right here, but this was really eating at me all night, so I had to try.  Tweet this mother of a blogpost, and let's get started.  Let's do it for that girl sitting next to Kevin on that second Southwest flight.  Let's do it for her, whatever her name is.

Friday, February 12, 2010

So I stapled together that first one. Staples are NOT seams.


These are the first two attempts at turning Hank, into what I'm calling Pocket Plush. The final will be a limited edition red suede, with possible later editions done in something a little more felt-ish. (and cheaper)

I'm happy with the way he's turning out. The first one is really horrible, but it was really just a way for me to see what something like this might look like. I've got his string down pretty solidly, I think. It's raffia wrapped heavy gauge wire, and it stands him up very nicely.  It also means that you'll be able to wrap him around your desk-lamp or the neck of your least favorite Munny.  There are some tweaks I'll do to the final pattern, I think, but overall the image is there.

In other news, it's Valentine's day and you don't have a date.  I'm not judging.  I'm just saying maybe you should stop hanging around the water fountain, filling up your Hello Kitty water bottle, and pick up a Milo Pocket Art instead.  All the good Valentines include one.  Even the LATE Valentines.  And man, are you late.

Me, I'm totally not late.  I got mega reservations for tomorrow night.  Dinner, dance, and a swank hotel.  I love me some Valentine's day.  Give your sweetie a squeeze, and if you ain't got a sweetie, then go squeeze a stranger.  Just don't blame me if you get slapped after.