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I wasn’t paying very close attention to Domokitty for a while, and suddenly it seems to have blown up this week completely randomly – I guess it all makes sense now, being that I started getting a number of emails from people who wanted replicas. Here’s a graph of domokitty.com’s traffic over the last two months, which includes its previous peak while the auction was on, at about 150 hits/day, then skyrocketing on monday to 1200 hits:

Sadly, I really can’t tell just where the massive traffic was coming from, though googling domo kitty now comes up with ridiculously large number of blogs and other things pointing to domokitty and my flickr.

i’m pretty stoked someone posted me to ffffound tho. internet hipsterdom, here i come. maybe I should make up another one, or a line of miniatures?

UPDATE: i just realized that despite not knowing where the traffic is coming from on the internet, apparently like 100% of it is coming from japan – I guess it makes a lot more sense now; i was wondering when the homeland would get ahold of domokitty and it would blow up.

My dear friend Logan makes some headlines. props!

Choose your own adventure phone sex line. Just like the books, but sexier. And on the phone.

Call up, and based on menu options, you get to choose your way through your own phone sex encounter. What could go wrong? If men actually legitimately buy pre-recorded POV porn and pretend that they’re really the guy in the video doing god-knows-what to some girl, I’m almost positive they’d pay to listen to pre-recorded fucknoises on the phone for $.99 a minute. Best part of this business model? Don’t have to employ any operators at all. Let alone the fact that there could be an added twist wherein every phone sex adventure likely ends in your death at the hands of grave-robbing dino-robots just like the CYOA books.

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somehow domo kitty has been bid up to $96, awesome! i love all of you, particularly you, internet!

Check out Domo Kitty, the ultimate in japanese cuteness!

I’m sure this is going to blow up all over the internet shortly, but goddamn if its not super interesting (and ironic considering I just stumbled across this not 5 minutes after finishing my previous post…), but 90 Day Jane has recently made the decision to kill herself in 90 days, and is anonymously documenting the thoughts and emotions associated with such a decision. If anything, I hope that she’s telling the truth and somehow broadcasts it on the internet just so we know she wasn’t faking all along.

Its a hell of an idea, and truth be told, I wish I’d thought of it first.

update: looks like it was all a fake, and even before it lasted a week it blew up and she got scared and admitted it was an “art project“

I think I need to figure out a way to die a tragic young death. I’m pretty sure most people think that I have load of potential for greatness in my life, but, while I suppose I agree, I can definitely see myself squandering all of my potential and essentially wasting my life. I think the best solution to this problem is some sort of James Dean or Heath Ledger-style conclusionary chapter to the story of my life in order that I’ll always be remembered as the “young man with so much potential,” rather than “that old guy who bit it with nothing to show.” I don’t think it would take much to go down in history, I’d just have to put in another 5 years of hard work, in the mean time taking up some sort of extreme hobby whether it be fast cars, cocaine, booze or all three which I will eventually lose control of and tragically or accidentally end my life at the height of my game, thereby earning a place on wikipedia and some well-deserved rest.

Who doesn’t want to have “choked to death on vomit after crashing a sports car into oncoming traffic with a kilogram of cocaine in the trunk” written on their tombstone?

I feel a painting coming on: