Anyone following this blog for a while knows that from time to time, I make fun of kickstarter projects that are stupid or poorly planned. The last major debacle was with the Brutal Carnage kickstarter, which evolved into a minor twitter/youtube skirmish and all the drama faded after the project failed.
Now, the second major project, Doobie’s Dog House, has metastasized into something of a cancer. It started in a Something Awful thread that pokes fun at bad kickstarters—one day, the kickstarter for a hot dog stand/restaurant came up with awful photos of hot dogs “representative” of the product. As usual, everyone was prepared for the project to die like a weak fart, but a moderator on the forums seemed to be taken in and charmed by the unedumacated bumpkin and managed to get other members to follow him off the cliff and fund the project (myself included).
The project was overfunded by over 110% and he had much more money than he asked for. And then, something else happened.
He wound up creating a second kickstarter for the money to get his vent hood installed. What? Well, it turns out he didn’t plan things out nearly as well as he thought. He learned (AFTER getting funded) that food carts aren’t exactly allowed in his county and so he’d have to purchase a building to set up his restaurant. He had no money saved up and all of the kickstarter funds went to the building, some stock, and paying other peoples’ bills (yeah, really.)
The second kickstarter failed spectacularly, reason being that he changed the game plan and everyone was on to his stupidity and poor planning. He was expecting a Christmas miracle and was instead dropped like a hot potato, and most SA members who were involved wanted nothing further to do with any of his stupid ventures.
Fast forward a little further; Doobie closed down a number of his social media accounts, but reopened his twitter after a week or two of radio silence. This time, he opened it up specifically to whine and cry about how the people who initially overfunded him weren’t going to stick it out and give him money whenever the fuck he blew what he had and needed more to get more things in the building up and running. Essentially, he’d bitten the hand that fed him and guaranteed that nobody privy to his situation would ever give him money again.
A “representative” invited him to Something Sensitive to tell his story and answer questions about his business, his accolades, and his side of the kickstarter story. It opened with a thread and a few willing ears to hear him out.
Of course, being an idiot, he came on and told everyone an ever-shifting story about what happened to his money and all about his business plan and acumen (short story: he’s a fucking dumbass bumpkin and didn’t plan everything.) His poor attitude towards the very generous initial funding period and business in general soon started irritating even people in the thread, and he proved further that he had absolutely no place running a business by comparing himself to Henry Ford, a man who probably knew his fucking numbers and had capital ready in advance to build his company.
Essentially, he said he didn’t have a business plan or a model and didn’t need one.
Every single line of criticism and analysis has been rebuffed, and he’s actually bought inventory well in advance of his restaurant even having a hope of opening—further wasting valuable money he could have used to get his business set up. There’s more to tell, certainly, but I think this article’s run on long enough.