Big in China

tiny chicken runner

This week I was still getting a trickle of organic searches from Chinese search engines and I decided to put a little more look into it than previously. Turns out they were probably looking for this game!

I mean none of them bought shirts, so only maybe were they looking for the tiny chicken little run game, but it seems like it might be related somehow?

tiny chicken running

tinyrun: Year One

COFFEE

A friend recently sent me this image of a cutout from a shirt that I had made circa 1996, probably earlier. It’s got a little paint on it.

The lettering is hand traced onto the shirt from a xerox-enlarged printout from actual typed text. See the difference in the edges of the same letters? I’ve always been taking the long route.

One of the few remaining pieces of evidence from the beginning.

Responsive Shirting

I’d thought about a mobile WordPress theme for the site for mobile device traffic to be sent to for a while, but I knew that it would be a time investment to set up. I’d need to try to match the design as best I could to the current look, which I might also want to update before I try to duplicate. Since I’m still shirting solo I wasn’t in a big hurry to try to double my site maintenance while also trying to spend the most time possible making shirts.

This became something to address when the last shirt was released and I saw 50% of traffic coming from mobile devices. It seemed like it was time to move on that. Um, now.

During my recent hotel-away-from-homelessness I spent some time reading about responsive web design, seeing some sites in action, and laying out some thoughts on how I might use that for my own devious purposes as they relate to completely inanimate, non-devious shirts.

If you’ve ever worked for a web based company, you might know that the QA sites can be a breeding ground for some odd bits of content that designers just throw in the page so something can fill the div. I’ve seen some crazy stuff in there in jobs previous and I wondered at the time that these bizzarities are possibly relating to the site being a behind the curtain and finally they had a chance to let their latent ROLF bubble over.

So now, I got to do some mockups.

I confirmed that suspicion in what felt like one swift stroke.

But since this is my show, and you are my people, I just get to take it further and share.

gamera_mock

Have Sewing Machine, Will Travel

I am displaced! It’s a story.

There was damage to our home due to a overzealous contractor who while welding on our building’s heating system did not place proper coverings below or near the work.

Wood burns, welding is hot…I don’t know, maybe there’s something about welding I don’t understand. There was no outright fire but our floors did receive enough, again forgive my layman level welding knowledge, droppings of ‘burny stuff,’ to show…burns. Smoldering, I guess. Scorching? Enough burny stuff to create deep enough burns to require the flooring sections damaged to be replaced outright, and the floors to be sanded and restained. Unpleasant, but fair enough.

But not enought! To sand and restain the floor they must do so to all the floor. In one go. Floors are pretty neat, they go around corners into rooms and such. Like one of our bedrooms. And the hallway. And the entryway. Hm. Our dining room is a different type of floor so to complete the work it and another bedroom are now packed with about every earthly belonging my family owns.

This all is enough to take some of my daylight hours to deal with but two further unexpected elements came into play. The length of displacement when the work began was stretched to two weeks. Two! Well, there was also damage in the bathroom. Did you know welding produces burny stuff of such…burnacity…that it can melt into ceramic tile and porcelain sinks?

Ok, extended displacement. Fine. Sucks but I’ll take my sewing machine with. I’ve got shirts to rock.

The workmen who would preform the repairs on the damage that the other men repairing caused arrived early and set to work. Great! Promptness! They started clearing our items, immediately moving our belongings into the dining room and second bedroom. I literally was in the other room for a second and came back to find the closet that housed my sewing machine sealed off by all my other stuff. All of my other stuff. Prompt, but inconvenient!

FINE. I managed, through the kindness of a neighbor, to move the furniture to get to the sewing machine and materials from the buried closet in the middle of the night when the workmen were absent.

Aaaaand the car stalled in the alley behind the hotel while doing the first unloading.

That brings us to now. I am ensconced in my hotel room after loading in my gear. Also, coffee.

Universe and all its burny be damned, these shirts will get made.