My first thought was “Who the hell is Dave Moody?”
I knew a lot of Daves, but this name didn’t ring a bell. Yet there he was: My first Indiegogo sponsor.
It all became clear after a trip to Facebook. My friend Ray Hansen had shared my campaign and then shamed Dave into donating $25 after Mr. Moody comment-bombed his post. What started as a drunken lark actually continued as real support!
The campaign closed 25 hours later and, despite attracting four more donors, I raised less than 10 percent of what I needed to get Google Glass. But then I started getting phone calls. From friends, from work acquaintances, from my new sister-in-law. “Can we still donate?” they asked. Hell, yeah, I said. The next few days, I happily made the handmade art I’d promised my flirts, friends with benefits and lovers.
By the time the Indiegogo funds hit my bank account 15 days later, I’d raised a grand total of $850, roughly half of what I needed. A speaking engagement covered the rest.
Google threw in a free pair of Maui Jim shades. I opted to pay an extra $200 for prescription glasses frames.
Unfortunately, I wouldn’t be able to pick up my order in San Francisco, where I wanted to get fitted and oriented by Explorers. The one day I was going to be in town was the day Google Explorers were shutting down the store to prepare for a major party. Silver lining was I saved at least $100 paying Georgia sales tax instead of California sales tax and I got my Glass three days earlier.
I placed my order on Friday. On Monday, a suspiciously awesome-looking package arrived. Heart in mouth and digital designer at my heels armed with a camera, this is what I discovered.
I still have trouble attaching the sunglasses, but I’m obviously not that concerned with looking cool.