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I am one of those people that thinks they thought of every idea before it was thought of by the person that actually thought of it. You know?
Like I definitely thought of Warby Parker and Lululemon at least 10 years ago, and I giggle when people assume J.K Rowling thought up Harry Potter all on her own (you’re welcome, girl). Oh, and that app Bumble? I had that sketched out in my ‘ideas’ book since like ‘98.
It’s not a huge deal, but what it comes down to is that I’m an ideas girl. The lightbulb goes off so frequently I often have to tell my million dollar idea to the very first person I see. I’m sure there are homeless people littered throughout Los Angeles with my revolutionary concepts just sitting at their fingertips.
I seriously can’t help myself. Once I have a game-changing business idea in my head, I want the world to revel in its glory. I want them to be able to say, “I was there! I was there the day Victoria [redacted last name] thought up Starbucks” (because FYI, that was my idea first. Everyone knows I love a good Italian roast).
This is no joking matter. Maybe if I hadn’t blabbed to Zuckerberg about that whole FaceMash website idea back in my Harvard days I’d be a millionaire and married to one or both of the Winklevoss twins.
As a result of my impulsive idea sharing, I am hyper paranoid that at any moment someone will come along and steal my next big idea, make millions, and then leave me in the dust without so much as a monthly royalty check or free swag (I’m looking at you, Bezos). To combat this fear, or at least keep it at bay, I am ashamed to say I have developed a pretty serious addiction. A compulsive desire that, some have said, is getting out of hand.
I am a domain name addict.
Over the past year, whenever I have an idea, I immediately purchase the domain name. I’m sure I have a reputation at GoDaddy by now. In fact, I bet they have some cute nickname like “Domain Girl” or “Website Babe” associated with my account.
When I say I have a lot, I mean I have so many domain names I could probably gift them to every one of my family members, friends, loved ones, and ex-hookups for Christmas and still have a few left over.
I wish I could list them in entirety, but I know some internet person could reverse engineer that shit and find my personal gmail account and then out me to the people. Not to brag, but I think there’s at least one whole person out there that is DYING to know who my true identity.
Anyway, please just take it on my word I am the owner of hundreds, if not thousands, of original domain names. In fact, if you’re thinking of starting a business, you should probably just check with me before going to the internet. I can do an initial search through my database and let you know whether or not I myself own the rights. In most cases, I probably do, but don’t panic because I’m reasonable and totally open to negotiations.
At this point, I’m hundreds of dollars in the hole. Granted, I’m sure each one is a multi-million dollar idea, but I can’t possibly incubate them all. I’ve considered putting them up for auction on Craigslist, yet something tells me that’s illegal.
I think ultimately GoDaddy will cut me off. They’ll say, “Enough is enough, Website Babe. Leave some for the rest of us” and I’ll have to concede. I’ll have to lay down my keyboard and instead work on, I don’t know, not sharing every last thought I have with the world.
Certainly, writing anonymously on the internet is a good place to start. .
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You make Duda seem like a normal, reasonable person
A friend of mine purchased the domain SporstGuy.com while drunk if anyone is trying start up a website that combines sports and poor spelling
…Yeah, this is definitely Kendra.
Told y’all
No. She’s gone. Just accept it.
I thought up this revolutionary app that would round up your debit/credit purchases and invest the leftover money. Come to find out it’s called Acorns and its been around for 3 years already
My app idea, Scrapps, took everything leftover in your fridge and made a recipe out of it. Turns out it definitely exists in other forms.
Put Scrapps out there and make it the best leftover recipe app in the app store. Its not about being the first to market, its about being the best at the market.
Nothing is more disappointing than coming up with a life-changing invention only to see it on shelves/app store later. When I was a kid I invented the timer feature on the television…
I want to automate day trading using machine learning/AI but I’ll probably get murdered if I pull it off which would make me sad like right before I died
Also, can I get some PGP feedback on the idea of an app that located, rates, and reviews public bathrooms. Think it would be great for road trips, women who want (deserve) and sanitary bathroom, etc.
Just find your closest buc-ee’s
You really trying to steal the iToliet from George?
I’m absolutely ashamed of myself and will be taking the rest of the day off to think about what I’ve done/said
There are a few similar apps to that (Flushd I think is one?). It’s a generally good idea. Someone in DC reviewed all of the bathrooms near the Mall, which ended up being really helpful to people in wheelchairs or people with Crohn’s.
I think the question is mostly about how to keep reviews up to date and market penetration, but those kind of questions never seem to have stopped anyone from getting some sweet sweet VC seed money.
I don’t have any money, but I would invest all of my money into this
Not to enable the insanity, but you should secure the requisite social media handles for these ideas too. Continuity in branding and such…
Have you made any money from any of the domains yet?
How about an App that has the Air pump air codes at the gas stations, they change daily, would assist you not having to go in and ask….It’s a lazy idea.
you must give great hjs as you seem to be an expert at jerking yourself off.