Big Papi is straight up making balls leave the yard and shirts fly off the shelves.
After his walk-off heroics Monday night vs. Cleveland, Kintees had nine separate orders (of which four customers ordered multiple shirts) they came in from Cali, Arizona, Georgia, Vermont, Mass, Maryland, Nueva York, and the People’s Republic of Nantucket.
Super Sweet.
How you gonna sell tshirts if no one knows what they look like? How do you want to present these tshirts, and how they look?
Simple. You hire hot models to wear said tshirts and take pictures of them.
Granted, we did not need to hire hot models, as we all happen to be married to, or live with wicked hot babes as it is. But, we are the jealous, don’t like to share types, so outsourcing it was.
Kin Girl and I had the pleasure of shooting Michelle:
She is not a pro, but does modeling for fun and sport. She is a wonderful girl, extremely friendly and very easy to work with. She understood I was not a pro at all, and helped out a great deal. She knew what we were looking for and delivered. Oh yeah, and she is way pretty.
Michelle was recommended to me by a professional photographer friend. How else do you find models? Craiglist! Throw up an ad, models email you. When I put up my ad, I was sure to put in a link to kintees, let them know it was legit. I was impressed on how many girls followed the link and emailed through the website. That seemed a much safer course of action to me.
Kin Yah Bruthah put up an ad as well and arranged two shoots near Fenway. He did an awesome job. First up was Zoe:
I think we can all tell from the pics alone She has a great personality and is wicked cute. She was followed on the same day by Dani:
who takes her work very seriously and did a good job showing off the shirts.
I’ve already added a bunch of banner ads over at kintees, and uploaded a bunch to flickr. I’ll get them on HotShots! soon. All we need now is a Hollywood star wearing a Papi and we’re golden.
Chappelle Show: The Lost Years is on Comedy Central now. I don’t know how to feel about it. I don’t have a Nielsen box, so I’ma watch it for the humor and to respect Dave, but I’m still protesting Comedy Central, for both making Dave mad and cancelling Tough Crowd.
The Boston Herald columnists can now be read again without having to pay for a subscription. This is friggin’ gorgeous, because Howie Carr is the definition of a real columnist. He shits on everybody: Republican, Democrat, Idiotarian, etc. He is a muckraker, through and through, but he actually does his research. If I were governor of Massachusetts, I’d hire Howie as my “Hack Whacker General”. He’d do his thing and figure out what layabouts are scamming the gub’mint and then I’d fire ‘em. Viva El Papi!
i went to pimp shirts at the red sox/yankees game. pretty exciting, fairly successful. i handed out a ton of cards and mingled with a lot of interesting folks.
i started off at whiskey, home of spanking hot waitresses and 30 cent wings. also home of the $5 corona (yes, five dollars american). i suppose that they have to make the money up somewhere. met a bunch of folks who loved the papi shirt.
walked over to and completely around fenway park. almost got run over by a rat that was the size of a semi. apparently i was too small to eat, it just ambled by. either that or it was scared off by “boomer” wells, who was leaving in his suv when i strode past the players entrance.
if you have loved the cask and flagon, in all its dingy glory, shitty crowded bar area, shitty wooden booths - did i mention dingy? - prepare to be stunned. the entire place has been transformed into a roomy, brick and glass, hip, semi-classy bar. tremendous talent pool. met some great folks in the cask, a bunch of whom asked where i got my shirt (which is precisely the reaction i wanted from people). there were several lovely ladies to whom i tried to sell pink vtek attire. and some really drunk guys asking me if i knew where to score meth… go figure.
at the end of the game, i stood in front of the cask by the lightpole and handed out a card to anyone who made eye contact or commented on the shirt. my guess is that i sold four or five shirts that night.
i also said “hi” to bernie williams as he walked swiftly past me towards kenmore sq.
BSG is arguably the greatest sci-fi show in history. So this news is either really good or really bad:
SCI FI Channel announced the development of Caprica, a spinoff prequel of its hit, Battlestar Galactica, in presentations to advertisers in New York on April 26. Caprica would come from Galactica executive producers Ronald D. Moore and David Eick, writer Remi Aubuchon (24) and NBC Universal Television Studio.
Caprica would take place more than half a century before the events that play out in Battlestar Galactica. The people of the Twelve Colonies are at peace and living in a society not unlike our own, but where high technology has changed the lives of virtually everyone for the better.
But a startling breakthrough in robotics is about to occur, one that will bring to life the age-old dream of marrying artificial intelligence with a mechanical body to create the first living robot: a Cylon. Following the lives of two families, the Graystones and the Adamas (the family of William Adama, who will one day become the commander of the Battlestar Galactica), Caprica will weave together corporate intrigue, techno-action and sexual politics into television’s first science fiction family saga, the channel announced.
It could be wicked pissah, or it could be Joanie Loves Chachee. I’m wagering on the former, but it means that the same crew that makes BSG has to be directly involved in both shows to make sure they remain the pissahest.
In other awesome news, a certain Ms. Morena Baccarin will be on Stargate SG-1 next season. Hiyoooo!
As a bit of coincidence, considering my last post, the next Trek movie has been announced:
Paramount has hired Mission: Impossible III director J.J. Abrams to write, direct and produce the 11th Star Trek feature film, aiming for a 2008 release, Variety reported. Damon Lindelof, who co-created Lost with Abrams, and Bryan Burk, who produces Lost, have also been tapped to produce the yet-to-be-titled feature.
Supposably, it will be a bit of a backstory on Kirk, Spock, et al. Mad props to JJ for Lost and Alias, but Star Trek needs my help more than his.
Fuck the movies. ST needs a new series that doesn’t suck donkey scrote. That series? Star Trek: Federation Ground Forces. People are interested in the Army now, BSG has some serious military implications and is crazy popular, and nobody every properly explained how Miles O’Brien could go from running a transporter to kicking it crazy like an 11B, so ST:FGF is the perfect solution.
It’s easy. You have a Navy crew with the same uniforms as TNG and all that “Mr. Smith” and “Mr. Jones”, plus counselors and shit, but the ship isn’t built for exploration: it’s built for bucking fools down. There are landing craft handled by an onboard contingent of ground pounders. History dictates that they would be Marines, but I say they should be Army folks, ’cause that’s what my paycheck says and I keeps it real.
Speaking of checks: when Paramount or whoever makes ST:FGF, I don’t need the loot. Give me a producing or consulting credit, and we’ll call it even.
I’m serious. Not about the production credit, but if Star Trek truly wants to gain new fans, they have to ditch the Modern bend to sci-fi and take the post-Modern view. For the noobs, modern=Star Trek (everything’s clean), post-Modern=Bladerunner (shit’s filthy and nobody speaks the same language). They can even take the middle ground, and have the Navy crew be modern, but the Army contingent deals with the ground truth, and ends up in post-Modern situations. The only good part of DS9 was when shit got more post-Modern than a cyberpunk novel.
So on ST:TNG, the Captain would always tell the replicator that he wanted, “Tea, Earl Grey, Hot.” Shouldn’t he have programmed a shortcut into the system, so that if he says, “tea,” then it automatically comes out as Earl Grey Hot, unless he tells it to do otherwise?
There’s a big hullabaloo about homeless people in Hawaii, now. for the life of me, I can’t figure out what the deal is. Homeless folks in Hawaii like to set up in parks and what have ye, since the weather is nice and they can approximate normal life. That’s a no-go to our government. Why?
If people need someplace to stay, they don’t have the money for a home, and they find a nice patch of land in a park to occupy, then why would anyone boot them from that area? Well, they are drug addicts, safety hazards, etc. would say the critics of allowing homeless folks to squat. Then bust them for those crimes individually, rather than busting them for the state of affairs that lead them to existing in such a way!
Last year, they booted a bunch of folks who were living at Mokuleia Beach. Courtney and I were right pissed about it. Here were folks who had set up semi-permanent shelters, were sending their kids to school, and trying to get by. Some haole tourists, or kamaaina campers didn’t like the ‘eye sore’ of homeless folks occupying their beloved beach, and the true campers (i.e. homeless folks) had to go. How did that turn out? Not so well.
Ah, some might say, you live in a nice community, so you don’t know how dealing with these people causes stress in your life, etc.! Fuck that. I lived a couple blocks from Mokuleia for 3 years, and I got along with them fine. Sure, there were a few more B&Es than I was used to, but I honestly think it was area kids doing that shit. Hell, it was more disruptive living in Allston, halfway between BU and BC , than it was living near all of those teddible homeless folks. Ask Seamus. We spent several hours offroading, siteseeing, and motorcycle riding at Mokuleia during the height of squatting, and we didn’t have any trouble. All of the littering was from local campers who spent the day, threw away their beer cans, and left.
I guess I don’t understand why I am a libertarian. What made me so different from democrats and republicanics? I love Ayn Rand, but I think OS stuff is the bomb-diggity. I have no intention of paying for sex, but I think prostitution should be legal. I am fully ready to kill someone on the battlefield, or anyone who fucks with my family, but the thought of the state executing someone via lethal injection makes me sick.
How different are we libertarians?
So The Onion is a fake newspaper, but like Tim O’Brien once said ( I think in The Things They Carried, but I don’t have a copy with me to check): sometimes fiction shows you the truth more clearly than non-fiction.
To insure against a total comedy-systems failure like the one that caused the Coupling disaster, producers of the new NBC sitcom The Silver Lining said their show has built-in redundant comedy devices which will idiot-proof the show against failure. “This new series is engineered on a time-tested and reliable system of gags, repeated one after the other, with the same punchline being fired off simultaneously by multiple sources,” executive producer Barry Hemming said. “If a John Larroquette quip catastrophically fails to get laughs, we have Jenna Elfman saying nearly the same line as a backup.” Hemming noted that, while their Research and Development Department continues to work on a joke that can stand on its own, it is best for everyone in television that comedies be made as safe and reliable as possible.
So I love Kristen, but I can watch neither My Name is Earl nor the American Office. They suck. Badly. Arrested Development is gone, Scrubs has less viewers than many reruns, but Jim Belushi’s show and the Simpsons are still on the air. Fiction is more true than non-fiction.
People like Seamus are responsible for this. Charles in Charge, anyone?
