Pinin: Internet Superheroes of the telephony age

So I’ve just started a countdown clock on my iphone. 2 weeks left. Do you know what happens in two weeks?

Can you guess?

If you said “It’s Supanova!” then you’re wrong!

Because while Supanova does happen in 2 weeks; being the asshole of the group, I don’t really care.

This is because my vacation is also in 2 weeks and that means good bye shitty Sydney weather!

However I suppose that no one really visits this blog to read about how I’m riding the wave of fun or whatever so I suppose we can talk about Supanova.

Grumble, grumble period.

So you know it’s pretty much a waiting game at this point. We’ve placed the final touches to our master plan and we’re just waiting for the convention itself.

Jackson’s getting our new banner printed out while I take care of the staff shirts.

The shirts are something of an importance to me because rarely are staff shirts any good. The biggest problem with them is that you can’t wear it on any other day.

It just doesn’t work, you’re usually stuck with something either vastly corporate with the company logo and a stupid slogan or maybe a stupid polo shirt with a cliched image that you wouldn’t wear anywhere, let alone a convention. It reminds me of a hardware salesman. You know they probably don’t love what they do and the outfit is their personal prison.

See, McDonalds understood this and hired Mossimo to design their new uniforms. What McDonalds didn’t understand was that McDonalds is inherently a slave driving company and that they’ve done nothing more than change daggy prison clothing for trendy prison attire. You’re still in that golden archway of a prison, you just look ok being there. I say ok and not great because Mcdonalds employees, being the adolescents that they are, are in fact still growing and thus will wear a shirt that is 2 sizes too big for them and therefore undo all the hard work that the fashion posse at Mossimo set out to achieve.

But I digress. I like my t-shirts. T-shirts are the only casual bastion left in my life. If I’m to be pigeonholed into designing a staff shirt then I damn well better design something I can wear on off days because I attend maybe 4 conventions a year whereas I can wear a t-shirt 3 days a week for every week, every year.

So here we have the pinin staff shirt. The reference to Pinin is minimal. The reference to a non existent entity is astronomical. The fabric selection and printing method has been painstakingly personal. Should the final colour scheme be approved then please look out for the GREY and RED shirts at the MAGENTA stall. We’re here to either help you or belittle you. Either way I like the odds.