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Need a wing tonight!

Sat, 05 May 2012 21:40:48 +0000

Hey Playboys,

Anyone out tonight? Send me a PM.

Cheers,

Bateman

Friday night at Ten

Sun, 29 Apr 2012 20:15:03 +0000

So a couple weeks ago, I went out with a couple of the guys from here in Calgary. Met up at Max's place (sorry, don't know your nickname on here), with Max and Conan.

It was the first time I'd met either of them, but they both seemed like decent guys.

We drove to Ten, and got in line. I started opening everyone around us: guys, and girls. There were a set of 3 that ended up right behind us in line that I started gaming, and was doing pretty decent with. I noticed that neither Max or Conan were really getting involved, though, so even though I picked a target, I kind of had to continue gaming all three and making up for their comments of: "why are your friends so shy?"

I tried to isolate all 3 of them at one point (with the intention of bouncing with them - a 3-pull before we even get into the club? epic win), but got major cock-block action from Max and Conan... I have to say, I thought it was REALLY weird that any PUA/PUA-in-training would EVER cock-block an isolation so hard. Still had my target begging for attention (like, physically tapping me/grabbing me to turn and talk to her) before we even got inside. In hind-sight, I should have pursued her more. She was super cute!

While at Ten, Conan was opening some hotties (good job, bro!) - he told me that he's working on approaching: so I thought things were going well for him.

Max kind of just texted people the whole time, and I was trying to feel out his style. He's a decent looking guy, and could probably just eye fuck a girl across the bar and gesture for her to come over - which I thought he was doing. Just using a really relaxed gaming style and being dominant using the 'strong silent type', which seemed to fit.

I opened a bunch of girls by the bar, and outside, on the dance floor, on my way back from the washroom... just everywhere. So I was in a good mood, feeling very social, and had an almost ridiculous level of social proof.

Max told me he was tired of Ten (which I had no idea why, and with his accent, it was hard to tell what he was saying most of the night), and wanted to bounce to the Roadhouse, since there were some other guys there that he knew. I thought it'd be a good opportunity to meet a couple more of the guys from here, and after looking for Conan for a few minutes (sorry, man, we looked for you, honest), we bounced.

As usual, the Roadhouse was mostly dudes, one hot beer tub server, one hot shot server, and two hot patrons. The rest was a shit show.

But, I figured I'd follow Max to these guys he'd mentioned, and we'd laugh at the ugly chics until our sides were sore.

Max switched up his game at this point - from the laid back strong silent type to: I'm on a fuckin mission! Told me we should open with 'Let's get out of here' or 'Let's go fuck'. Which I didn't actually want to do with anyone there, but I said sure, and we started opening. After walking around the bar about 50 times, I felt like all the social proof and good mood I had earlier were compeltely gone. I knew the servers had to talk to me, so I started opening the hot ones.

Talked to the shooter girl (and made some good progress with kino - and got her digits) for about 25-35 minutes. Any time you can get the shooter girl to stick around without buying anything is a pretty good win in itself. Max came up at one point and wanted a fist bump... I was like: wtf, I guess he wants you to fist bump him - so she did. He kept his fist out and pointed at me! *bump* *thanks-for-making-this-awkward*

10 seconds later, shooter girl 'has a boyfriend'. Go figure... thanks Max...

I opened one of the servers behing the bar using my soft hands bit, got her to lean forward and held her jaw with both hands with my face about 10 cm away from hers. She gave me 'fuck me' eyes and smacked my chest. Told me she had to work, stop distracting her. Win.

Feeling a little better, I started opening some chics that looked like they were having a good time. Hung out with them until the end of the night. Neither were particularly attractive, but they had some interesting stories, and one is pretty high up at Desperados (some kind of management position in the office), and gave me her number so I could get VIP if I *ever* wanted to go to Desperados (no thanks, but thanks anyway...)

Max had disappeared by this point - told me later that he bounced with some chic (I have NO IDEA who he'd want to, but okay), but ended up too drunk and passed out as soon as he got home with her.

I was kind of disappointed with the ending of the night, but had a lot of fun at Ten, so I called it a win (got two servers' numbers, so that's kind of cool, too), and went to my buddy's to crash for the night.

I'd like to wing Conan again at some point (PM me your number, bro), but I think Max's style kind of clashes with mine. I couldn't figure out what he was doing half the time, but I felt obligated to wing him for the first while since that's why I was there... It works for him, so I'm not hatin'.

Later, people. I'll let you know when I'm in town again.

Nick Hoss Reading List

Mon, 16 Apr 2012 01:26:33 +0000

Hi CSN,

I've put together a reading list of all the best material that helped me as a beginner through advanced in pick up. You can view/download it on my Nick Hoss Reading List page. No signup or email or anything, all free as a promo.

See you all in July when I come to Calgary.

Cheers,
Nick

ultimate man step 1

Sat, 14 Apr 2012 10:01:10 +0000

Tonight I decided to stay at the same club for all the time and to practice reopeners. I went to my usual place
Metropolitan. It was surprisingly pretty packed. They put their a lot of Latin music since the major latin music
productor sold his business to some oil company to build their tower on the place. I met many latin dancers
which was good and bad. Bad part was that many of them already knew me so I could not game them, from
another side was enough chicks to game, so I made the best out of it for the night.
The general problem was that was a lot of latin guys in the place, which is harsh competition always and
consequently were latin chicks which is not necessary good. Also I was totally out of state, worked all week
did not go out. So when I came I started to warm up, opened number of chicks. Clawed one girl from nicaragua.
Apparently, she did not remember me, but I met her long time ago in one bar, also for salsa party. When I opened her
I was still out of state, even though claw worked, she got somethat attracted, but my shit was off and her friend dragg
her away. Did not go in aggressive enough. Than I opened couple of more sets, went to the dance floor. Opened there
one chick, she got compliant in the begining, so I turned her around. Brought her close, than was a moment for a kiss
and I pussied. She kinda noticed it and blew me away. After this I saw her making out with the next latin guy.
Than was a set of Latin chicks which was pretty nasty. I opened one of them from behind, not very solid, wanted to dance
with her. Got blow off instantly and the next chick I opened same result, even she was a friend of my Colombian friend, still
did not want to dance with me. So I told her to fuck off, a bit reactive, but it was a good warm up, brings me to the state faster.
The funny thing that this girl did not go away, she stayed behind me and stared at her cellphone for a while.
Than I opened set of Sudanese chicks, those are tall black chicks. I am not a big fan of this staff, but they were pretty
hot and tall and one of them was with a friend, so I befriended that guy, but was not aggressive enough so it went
more to the LGBF zone.
At one moment I decided to maximize blow offs. I started from the bitchiest girls. They were even not the best looking
but they totally ignored me. Even I asked them "What time is it?" They still were ignorant, kind of superbitches.
So every time I passed by, I was hitting one of them in the shoulder lightly and saying hello. In the beginning they were
igonrant, but eventually I even made them to laugh. Also opened 2 chicks from Salvador, also pretty nasty girls, the hottest
told me that they are going to the bathroom and asked me to hold their seat. I agreed in the beggining, but after couple
of minutes left. Looked like a set up, cause the club was about to close. After this I saw this bitch, asked her about it, she
totally got ignorant, like she does not understand me all of the sudden.
Moved on. My male friend hit me on the shoulder I turned around, do not remember that I did, but somehow I ended up clawing
one chick, she sort of came to me or something like this. I pulled her up and turned her around, but I forgot that we were on the stairs
to the dance floor. So almost dropped her, but ended well. She started to laugh, hugged me, "who are you? bla bla"
worked, I picked her up, dragged her from the dance floor. She said where are we going, I said "let go home"
"you are so funny, but no"
"Why not"
"I have ride"
"I gonna give you a ride"
"eh" I guess I did not believe it enough to pull her. so she dragged me back to the dance floor, probably more comfort.
I went back with her, bad move but I did not see any space to recover there. Than the lights went on, I went for my jacket.
Came back, she is giving her number to different guy. My friend " get her number" I am "no" , he insist. Actually, was healthy
that extra push. I come to her and the guy, take her, pull her up, carry her to the exit. She is getting off on the stairs
"I need to go back"
"Ok, give me your number"
"(Name of my friend) has my number, take it from him"
I come with her to him, asking him, he says no.
Than I turn, "you are a lying fucken bitch"
She laughs her ass off, I pull her up on my shoulder, somehow she does not band her legs
and hits the guy who just got her number in the face. I felt sorry for that guy. So I appologized, it was OK.
Actually funny enough, he and his friends shown a lot of respect for me. I got her number eventually.
We went to the car, did not kiss close, but she kissed me. Not the most successful night, but I enjoyed it.

I guess my main focus now is leading the way.

The Story of Overcoming Fear: Pt. 1

Mon, 26 Mar 2012 08:39:15 +0000

Food Court: February 16, 1999
2:38pm

The gray skies illuminated the busy food court. The vibe was clean, organized, efficient. White and silver chairs shimmered with the sky – cast light surrounding the two men sitting in the center of focus. The dark skinned man dawned a beige and white plaid shirt. His black cap overrode his curly hair. His student sat across from him looking intently at a middle aged man on the level below.

“What are you thinking about?” Brian spoke up and asked his student. His students eyes remained locked on the man on the level below. The 4th floor gave a perfect vantage point for the two men to take a step back from participating in reality and putting on the observation goggles.

“I wonder what he’s thinking,” Joe responded.

Brian looked at the man on the 3rd floor. His oversized winter jacket added mediocrity to his look. The black briefcase that hung off of the man’s right shoulder didn’t match the steel – toe work boots worn by his feet. He stood next to the railing that overlooked the levels below. The man's wandering eyes lacked focus.

“Joe. What’s the difference between being conscious and being un – conscious?” Brian quizzed. Joe took a few silent moments to ponder the question. In slow motion Joe opened his mouth to respond. Each word leaked from his mouth with a certain weight that added concrete knowledge to his teacher’s question.

“Making decisions vs. not making decisions,” Joe stated with certainty.

***

Each bootcamp that I teach adds more depth to my insight. I’m so thankful for each student that I have the opportunity to impact. My name is Brian Mark. I study the art of Social Dynamics. I’ve dedicated my life to this practice because I believe that the things I believe in have the power to change the world.

I’ve always had struggles finding my identity. Up to the age of 15 I didn’t have any habits that I could be proud of. I spent Junior High fantasizing about Runescape. An online game that allows you to gain experience points by playing your created character, Runescape ran my life. The more that you played, the higher the level that your character was able to achieve. Runescape had so many things that to level up that I never found the time to escape it. I always wanted to reach the next level in my gaming. Imagine how that affected my ability to socialize in the real world.

15 years old came with some changes. I was graduating Junior High and heading into High School. I had spent the summer of Grade 9 – 10 working out and getting in better shape. I refused to allow my genetics to run my life and was determined to fight the person that people said I was meant to be. I never played any sports when I was younger. I had a natural athleticism that I never took advantage of. 15 years of gaming left me with a low self-esteem. I was afraid to try new sports because I was afraid of failure.

I was addicted to gaming. I wasn’t in control of how much I played because I didn’t know what else to do. Gaming made me feel good. I had a microphone that I could talk to people on. I had an online chat that I could participate in while I gamed. My social life, my emotional life, my everything lay on the computer in front of me. Real life relationships were not something that ever took priority in my life. I would ditch my friends to play Runescape. I would skip school to feed my addiction. I would do anything to be on my computer and away from the risks of the world. I was safe in my home.

It was comfortable.

***

The Public Library: February 16, 1999
5:41pm

“Much of your sub-conscious mind’s development happens in the younger years of your life,” Brian stated. “When you come out of the womb your possibilities are unlimited. The family that you are born into raise you in “x” way, which gives you “x” beliefs and values about the world which shape the way that you live the rest of your life,” he finished.

Brian circled the room staring into nothingness. His brain organized the next words that came out of his mouth as he felt his throat creating words that manifested images in his audience’s mind. Consciousness leaked into Brian’s life and caused a fire to burn inside of himself.

“Every day your unconscious beliefs trickle into your conscious experience,” Brian stated. “Your eyes see the world and bring in images that automatically filter themselves through the conscious and sub-conscious parts of your mind. Some of these things scare you. Some of them excite you. We’re here to talk about the things that limit you.” Brian felt his heart sink as his heart opened up. Immediately his mind raced back to the day of his city final game.

The man had such a love for the game of Football. It was the one thing that took Brian away from his video games once and for all. Video games were such a major part of his life because there was a void. That void that was missing was emotion. Fear limited Brian from connecting with people and allowing them to be in his life for long periods of time. Brian’s childhood took away the love from him that he experienced. Hopping from elementary to elementary school wasn’t easy. Each time the young version of the lad would begin to love his friends he would have to move away from them. In the moment it just seemed like a typical move. To the young man his brain registered the belief that “if he falls in love with something, it will leave him.” This fear kept Brian from allowing long-term relationships to happen… and he wasn’t even aware of it.

“Football was the first long-term relationship that I had,” Brian spoke of the thoughts that ran through his mind in the library. Emotion welled up and tied knots in his stomache. The students listened with intensity as Brian’s voice began to emphasize the words that meant so much to him. “I loved Football with all my heart. I was convinced that I was going to play it for the rest of my life at that point. That scared me though. For some reason it was hard for me to fully accept Football as my identity. I didn’t feel like I deserved to be on the field that I loved. Because I didn’t feel like I deserved it, I didn’t play my heart out.” The fear of the emotion - love - kept him from achieving his dreams.

“My heart sunk. I could stand to look at myself in the mirror when I lost that game. My self-esteem needed validation as people told me the story they believed to be true.” Brian recalled the things that the people used to say to him after the game. They used to tell him that “he played his heart out,”… that “at least he made it to the finals!” They didn’t understand.

“I’ve come to realize that I did the best job that I knew how to with the information that I knew at the time. I wanted to succeed. I really did. There was something inside of me that held me back from winning that game. I couldn’t figure it out and I had no idea that it had to do with the way that my sub-conscious brain perceived the world. I controlled the outcome of that game with the perception of the images that my mind took in.”

***

The best part about bootcamp for me is that I learn just as much as my students. I live my life by the fundamental laws of Social Dynamics. I understand them enough to be able to teach them in unlimited different perspectives. Each student that I teach is a new perspective that dawns on the theory that I live by, which makes it more diverse and applicable for everyone that takes the course.

Talk about a Win – Win.

This weekend was focused on limiting beliefs. There were things inside of my students minds that held them back from achieving the level of success that they want. Everything that you want is outside of your comfort zone otherwise you would have it. Fear is the 6 foot fence on the outside of your comfort zone. The way that you do something is the way that you do everything. Fear must be overcome before you can get the things that you want out of life.

I’ve always been afraid of loving people. My mind never learned how to love fully and selflessly when I was younger. As a child I chose to limit my love because I made too many moves as a youngin. Each time I would move away from a place my young mind would stay attached to the people that I left. The people that I left continued to live their lives as if nothing had happened and I sat in my basement with images of them that wouldn’t leave my mind. There came a time in my younger life that I refused to allow myself to love anymore.

This belief has never served me. The truth is that I was never aware of it. It was so rooted at the core of my mind’s development that it never trickled into my conscious awareness. Sigmund Freud described the un-conscious as having “memories and events that have been repressed and under normal circumstances cannot be uncovered.” The truth is that the memories and events of my past – especially my young, young years – shape the beliefs that I have about the world. This means that every day my unconscious beliefs that I wasn’t aware of were trickling into my conscious experience.

***

Public Library: February 17, 1999
5:39pm

Tension filled the room as the conversation dove beyond the surface level.

“Describe to me some of the events of your childhood,” Brian stated as he looked his friend in the eye. Thomas fell silent as the unconscious memories that he had repressed began to surface themselves. They flooded his conscious mind like a tidal wave as he opened his mouth to share the story that he had buried for such a long time.

“My caregiver and I never had a good relationship. She had the ability to turn on me so fast. One second she would be loving and compassionate, the next she would scream at me in anger,” Thomas spoke up. Brian looked his student in the eye as his mind flooded with memories of his childhood. Similarities bonded the student and teacher. Brian’s thoughts wandered back to his childhood to the memories that had been repressed for years until he decided to do some digging. “I ended up separating myself from my mother. I no longer cared when she raged at me. I no longer cared when she loved me. It wasn’t worth the pain.” Thomas finished.

Waves of emotion pulsed their way throughout the room. The aura of Thomas grew strong as his brain became more and more aware of the things that had limited him for years.

“Your mother is the first woman that you see as you come into this world,” Brian circled the room as he switched his marker from hand to hand. Thomas, Joe and Mikey payed attention to the speaker but his mind wasn’t in the room. His brain reflected on the experiences that made him into who he is today.

“If you don’t have positive relationship with the first woman that you see when you come into the world, how do you think your other relationships with women will be for the rest of your life?” Brian asked. He looked Thomas in the eyes. The rim of Thomas’ eyes were ocean blue. The middle of his eyes floated with sky blue engulfed with white clouds and surrounding his pupils was an oceanic tinge. Thomas stared into nothingness as he responded.

“I’ve never had a real girlfriend.”

Field Report: The Backalley March 21

Thu, 22 Mar 2012 08:59:14 +0000

The man with the plaid shirt looks himself in the mirror. It’s been awhile since the man had looked himself in the mirror and felt the emotion that pulsed through his veins in this present moment. It can only be described as anxiety. Uncertainty. A blurred vision of what is to come.

Brian looks at his watch and takes note of the time. It’s 9:20, he’s going to be heading out soon. His friends await him in the living room as his heart beats through his chest. The skills are to be put to the test tonight. Our main character doesn’t live a normal life. He doesn’t come home and watch TV after he’s done work. He doesn’t drink beers with friends late at night. He spends his time reading books, playing chess and talking about worldly ideas. Backalley isn’t exactly his “specialty” anymore.

This night would bring a different outcome for the man in the plaid shirt. An undying love for his roommate drives him to head out with the newly 19 year old to the Backalley. The plaid man’s roommate is intelligent – he has next level social awareness.

***

“Our cards don’t work tonight. It’s the Chippendales tonight,” Mike states.

Paul, Brian and Mike pull into the parking lot of the Backalley. It looks relatively dead but on the other side of those brick walls lay a building full of options.

“I think I’ll be able to get us in, but just in case..” Mike mutters in a cautionary tone.

Mike knows a lot of people at the Backalley, it’s one of the places he likes to go. Mike can recall numerous times that his social skills have gotten him into the Alley but tonight was a special event.

Brian’s mind decides that the boys aren’t paying to get into the Backalley. Being a bartender at Roadhouse gives him some pull when he goes around the city. He also knows that he has his managers cards in his wallet.

“There’s no way we’re paying cover,” Brian clarifies.

The three men get out of the car at the same time and walk towards the familiar yet distant bar. Old friends greet the three gentlemen as a fellow club – goer shakes the hand of Brian and Mike. Greetings are exchanged as Brian’s mind wanders to the fact that he’s only going to be able to get “x” amount of people in, and this group was getting big. With a quick exit Brian makes his way over to the bouncer at the front door.

“Hey man. I’ve got some Roadhouse staff coming down tonight. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to wait in line or pay cover,” Brian claims. The bouncer looks at him without a hint of hindrance and responds.

“Go to the other door brother. Find the GM, her name’s Michelle. She has blonde hair that’s shoulder length. She’ll be able to help you out,” Bouncer replied.

“Cha-ching, didn’t even have to use the cards,” Brian thinks to himself.

His shoulders back and his chest out, the man in the plaid clears his throat on the way to the smoke pit door. A healthy chill goes up the young man’s spine as he remembers what it feels like to approach high value people and get what he wanted. It’s all about how it looks, because how it looks will determine how they feel.

“I am getting in this club without paying or waiting in line,” Brian re – affirms to himself.

Brian walks up to the bouncer on the other side and asks for Michelle. The bouncer states that he doesn’t know where she is but he’ll go in and find her. Brian stands outside with his feet shoulder width apart, his core tight and his shoulders back. With the dressy – casual style, alpha male aura and industry bar status Brian was determined to get his way into the club.

Out the door walks a person that isn’t a 5’3 older lady with short hair. This man is 5’8, wearing a blue button up T – Shirt, black dress pants and black shoes. His swagger communicates that he’s a manager and his tone communicates that he wants to help. With quick introductions Brian cuts right to the point.

“Hey man. I’m going to be coming down with some Roadhouse staff. I was hoping we wouldn’t have to wait in line or pay cover.” Direct, to the point and communicated with authority. The request is received well as the manager calls the other Bouncer over to write a guestlist under the Roadhouse. This would mean that the man in the plaid and all of his compadres would get in free.

Perfect.

***

It’s 12:30am. The boys have been at the Backalley for over 2 hours now and manage to find themselves separated from each other. Surprise, surprise – considering the nature of the Backalley. The bar is over 6,000 square feet of music so loud that your eardrums bleed and your spine rattles. The dark room adds an eerie glow that has a tendency to engulf the inhabitants.

To the north side of the dance floor an elevated level exists. This section of the bar is about 4 feet above the ground level and makes for a perfect vantage point of the bar. Perched on the top of this vantage point is Brian as he overlooks the Backalley. People watching has always been something that he’s wanted to do, but he’s never been comfortable enough doing it. Brian was a man who required external validation to feel at home in the club. If he wasn’t getting reactions from people, he didn’t want to be in the environment.

Things have changed.

“I want to make a system for people watching,” Brian thinks to himself. He pulls out his phone and grabs the notes that always seem to be there when he needs them the most.

- One Girl on the Dance Floor
- One Guy on the Dance Floor
- One Girl by the Bar
- One Guy by the Bar

An open ended perspective of the people that came to this environment is what Brian wanted. A mind quick to judge and categorize a place based on it’s environment and inhabitants, Brian always saw the Backalley as the place to go where you either fuck, or fight. There doesn’t seem to be a middle ground.

Brian’s Journal:

Girl on the Dance Floor

My eyes were drawn to this girl immediately for some reason. I know that I have Casey and that she’s dope but I couldn’t take my eyes off of this girl. Something about her aura attracted me. I watched as she put her left arm above her head, her right hand on her hip as she swung her hips side to side to the rhythm of the house music.

I love that swag.

I looked around the girl that caught my eye and noticed that she was one of the best looking girls in the bar. The guys around her could tell too; they ooh’ed and ahh’ed under their breaths as they danced around her.

Only one guy approached this beauty while I watched her. He walked up to her while she allowed her body to sync up with the music and took her out of her flow. He stopped dead center in the dance floor next to her and pulled her in to whisper something in her hear. She laughed, looked away slightly and began dancing again.

Poor guy.

He said one last thing as he made his walk away -- in shame. I remember when that used to be me.

Guy on the Dance Floor

My eyes scattered the dance floor for a guy to watch. I wanted to see what the guys that danced were thinking about. Their body movements combined with their facial expressions would tell me their thought patterns. I found a guy in the middle of the dance floor that attracted my focus. He stood to be 5’8, dark skin, black hair with a white Mohawk in the middle.

As my focus grew strong a girl from the dance floor made her way up on to the speaker and blocked my view of the man in the middle.

“Can’t you see I’m trying to people watch lady?”

I shifted my attention to the east side of the dance floor where I saw a guy standing on the outside of the dance floor. The outside looking in was this man. He stood without a drink in his hand and without a girl on his arm. The man was alone – although I know that he didn’t want to be. The man looked to the middle of the dance floor. Wishing. Waiting. Hoping to get the courage to go up to some of the girls that stood before him.

The fear in his mind restrained him to the spot he stood.

Girl At the Bar

Blonde, busty and bitchy. A shimmering pink blouse caught my attention as my gaze leaned towards the north side of the dance floor. Three girls sat on stools that placed themselves right next to the dance floor but faced the back bar. Shimmering pink stood in front of her 3 girlfriends as I watched a guy with balls of iron or liquid courage of a river walk up to the girls.

The man walked in and said something to Shimmering Pink that caused her to step away from him, towards her friends – looking at him with a scrunched up, an inquisitive face. The man leaned in close to 2 feet to get closer to Shimmering Pinks ear. I watched to see who was gravitating towards who. As Shimmering Pink distanced herself, her energy was strong enough to pull in the man. The man wasn’t rooted in himself but thirsty for validation by Shimmering Pink.

On some level she knew it. I died a little inside as I watched the eager man walk away with his tail between his legs; left to scratch his head.

Guy At the Bar

A white hat caught my attention. I looked over to the back bar and saw a Spanish man with a white hat resting his elbow on the bar. His eyes darted around the room as if looking for something to peak his interest. The man’s friends were standing beside him doing the same thing as White Hat. Their eyes darted around the room with unease.

I watched as he raised his eyes to the 3 smokeshows dancing on the bar. I could tell that he wanted to meet them. He raised his left arm, placed his elbow on the bar and his head in his hands.

Life isn’t easy without the know – how to meet the people you want to meet.

***

Brian made his way home with the people that he came with. The night seems to be a blur in this writers head as he plots his entry when he gets home. Experience fuels passion and tonight was an experience full of old friends, new acquaintances and elevated people-watching skills. The journal entry will be promising, the lessons will be exceptional.

Brian closes his note on the night that would be appreciated for a long time.

“Sometimes, I take for granted what I’ve come to understand.”

Kino

Fri, 16 Mar 2012 21:48:36 +0000

I have huge issues with it. Giving and receiving. This weekend a friend of mine put her arm around me in the car and freaked me out. How do I get over this?

Demonstrating Value

Thu, 15 Mar 2012 05:34:05 +0000

How can I demonstrate value?
I'm not a magician, hypnotist, doctor, college-educated, money-making, girl-taking, anything. How can I demonstrate value if I don't perceive myself to have it. Obviously I feel I'm a good communicator, a people person, an intelligent guy etc. But so does every single guy that approaches every single hot girl. How can I find that thing that separates me from the twenty guys approaching girl X.
How can I demonstrate value?

Looking for guys to go out with

Sun, 11 Mar 2012 23:29:12 +0000

Hey Guys!

It's been a while.

Looking for guys to go out with.

I'm not concerned about your skill level.

Respond and I'll send you a message.

-Mikey B

multivenue2

Sat, 10 Mar 2012 09:27:30 +0000

Started the night a bit late, so all the good places were with the long line ups and less attractive locations were pretty empty. Contrasting picture.
Initially wanted to go to the Roadhouse, but it looked a bit empty from outside, so I went to West, was nothing impressive. This journey actually was a good warm up, I was in my usual totally out of state mod. The funny thing that when I just was out of West I met a friend from the salsa community, married guy, he was heading to a salsa party 10$ cover charge.
I had a quick chat with him, than 2 chicks came to us and asked us to spend some time with them. It was pretty weird, I tested the waters there. One was pretty drunk, I could close her right away, but did not like her mouth. Other chick was a bit more attractive may be 6-7, but I lost the set. Was quite out of state .
Moved on, opened couple of sets on my way. Ended up at Metropolitan, met some woman, whom I clawed at Roadhouse before. I actually got blow off in the Roadie, but now she was happy to meet me. I danced around, a bit old chick 42, but West Indian and descent looking. It is actually on my table. At some point she went for the water, I moved after her. Started to speak with her. Apparently, she is married with 2 kids. So quite a solid logistics. I pushed a bit more and slew it down. It is better to have a solid pivot for the future. Opened couple of sets, most of of women were on the dance floor, I spent most of the time there.
Liked 1 black girl. Went opened, not very solid. Got blown out. Moved back, danced a bit. Reopened this girl again, bla bla. Her friend came, "My bf wants to talk to you" She left. I moved back, danced a bit more.
Some chick hit me with her but, I slapped her but with my hand, than her friend attacked me not very aggressive though. I stayed in this set for a bit.
After this I moved out of the dance floor, saw my friend, slapped her but either. Saw my black chick, reopened again, started to dance with her, pushed kino a bit. She started to give me some compliance, it is on.
At this moment, mom of my friend, which I slapped in the ass comes and attacks me. Bla bla, why did you slap my daughter's ass. I am "Oh, fuck"
Kinda unusual situation, made me to lose my cool for a bit. So this black chick lost attraction, more because of the way I reacted.
I tried reopen this girl couple of more times, but did not have that chance. Later on, she came with some weird looking dude to dance, I tried to get in, amog him, but he was actually not that bad.
Recently, my plowing gets better as less I am affected by the environment, besides no outcome makes wanders. Even though sometimes I still get it, if there is a really hot chick.

kc,pc, bounce

Sun, 04 Mar 2012 10:27:18 +0000

Hi guys,

Night out, went to my favorite place Metropolitan in Calgary. Was totally out of the zone, cause did not practice
for the most of the week. So I did not expect much of myself, my criteria was to open 1 set. If I dance and open 1 set
it is good. So I went to dance, took around an hour for me to adjust to the environment. 1 girl asked me to try
my gangster hat on. I responded " well, are you a good kisser" She "no". Ok than not. Usually, it is normal response
but it is really better than to be a champ.
Than I started to open.
I noticed 1 girl, who somethat resembled my friend and she weared a hat, so I thought that could be her.
I opened with "Ashley, oh, sorry I thougt you are my friend" This chick started to laugh, I introduced myself
to her and her friend and ejected right away, kinda kicked myself for not plaughing, but it was controversiary
cause I was out of the state. At this point I opened around 5-6 sets, mostly introduced myself and ejecting
or getting blow off. Than I opened a black chick. Was probably my 6th set for the night. She was with a male
friend, which was dancing like crazy, so I did not even need to isolate.
I asked if she is from Nigeria, she said "no, I am from Montreal" "Oh, tu parle le Francais"
bla bla, we spoke French a bit, aparently she is a French teacher.
So we danced a bit, than I said, I need to drink, lets go to get some water. Took her hand, worked.
We went, got some water. Went to seat down in the restaurant area. spoke a bit, she visited
my country apperently so, we could share some experieces. I checked her pics, entered my #,
saved it and texted her number to mine, after I returned the phone to her she called me.
I already had her number, but it was good compliance.
Took her for dancing, escalated, grabbed her ass, bite on the neck, avoided hovering, it was
my sticking point for many years. She did not agree to make out though, but I saw that it is just
her limits so I did not push too much, just try and take away. Eventually we went out to her car,
she gave me a lift to my car. We spoke a bit, she invited me to go with her to travel in south america
and also we will go to the salsa party at Sat.
After this I kiss closed and she went home. I did not deal with the car logistics, but whatever, I will
have sex with her later.
Surprisingly good night. I improved in my leading, need to work more on it.

An African's Journey...My Journal

Fri, 02 Mar 2012 00:03:45 +0000

Hi guys,

I probably should have posted a longtime ago but better late than never. I don't know if there's a section for journals but this is where I'm going to post my FRs, thoughts, theories and etc for now. As you may have gathered from the title I'm African, adding to that, I live in Toronto now, I'm a 19 year old international student, I've been "gaming" for about 6 months now and my monicker is "Kiz_n" on the Toronto lair (PSI) I decided to join the Calgary lair because my buddy "thechamp" moved to Calgary and I wanted to keep an eye on him and make sure he's still active. lol By the way he's only posted once so PM him with all the worst black jokes you can come up with! With that said keep in mind that all the wingmen I will mention in my posts are from the Toronto lair. By the way from my understanding in Calgary you guys do more "social gaming" than "pick up" can anyone elaborate on the differences? Without further ado he's my first post...

Wasn't really sure what to start with but I figured it would be too easy to post one of my more successful stories first so I'll start of with a rough patch I went through a while ago, I hope it helps anyone that's going/gone through something similar.

A Rough Couple of Days

Saturday 29/10/11 was bad, real bad, got to Embassy nightclub late, it was so packed there was no room to dance, I opened a bunch of sets but my inner game was off and I couldn't advance them further. I started to feel more like a clown than a rockstar in my Power Ranger costume (aah the pitfalls of fame lol) I had to remind myself why I bought the costume in the first place, it wasn't about opening sets, I didn't even know I would get that kind reception...I bought it because I fucking loved Power Rangers as a kid plain and simple so fuck these animals man, fuck em! It's my morphin' time!

Sun - Wed
After my new found appreciation for day game I've been trying to do approaches in everyday situations i.e. my subway and bus stop approaches. But, after the weekend I didn't even want to leave my house. haha I was feeling a mixture of frustration at not being able to pull the trigger for an SNL with Catwoman, sadness because I haven't fucked or spoken to any of my FwBs for a couple of weeks now & not getting consistent results, jealousy of other guys who seem to have it all, I had thoughts like, "Why the fuck do I have to learn this shit, I'm putting so much effort into PU, maybe I'm never going to be better than I am right now, I go to work feeling like shit due to lack of sleep, a lot of things I enjoy are falling by the wayside because of it... What am I doing, really?"

I had been texting back and forth with Catwoman and Engineer girl and on Wed I get a text from Catwoman essentially breaking up with me before our relationship even started, not my beloved. =(( hahaha Yeah, so that made me feel totally awesome, looks like the perfect night for PS3, House, How I Met Your Mother and ice-cream... Then I got a text at about 6pm from the Cute Engineer girl asking if I'm up for the coffee I promised her, around 9ish...I complied, only girls can successfully pull these kind of stunts. lol

Day 2

I spoke to Fable before I left for the date because I know it's unusual for girls you've just met to randomly ask you out first. Here's what he told me: They're are 3 main reasons why a girl goes out with a guy especially if she asks him out first... She either wants to fuck you, wants to see if you're relationship material or is seeking attention for whatever reason. The first two are good depending on what you want from the girl but the attention seekers are just time wasters. How can you tell if she's an attention seeker? Ask questions to find out why she asked you out that night, what's she's looking for relationship wise and most importantly escalate as much as possible. If you figure out she's just an attention seeker then get up and leave, you should never give someone your value, if they give you nothing in return, plain and simple.

The whole getting up and leaving thing is definitely easier said than done... lol I figured out that she was an attention seeker about half way into the date but I stayed anyway and tried to escalate, I managed a kiss close as we parted ways but it was really just an awkward coming together of lips. haha Considering the fact that I was depressed any feminine affection/attention was hard to leave. I texted her later and got a "I hope we can be great friends because that's all I'm looking for right now, reply..." Fuck I knew she was a time waster, my response was, "That's fine, but I can't be friends with you. I'm never friends with girls I'm attracted to." Translation: "That's fine but, I can't give you my value, I never give my value to girls that don't fuck me..."

Two girls essentially broke up with me on the same day before we even had any real relationship, pretty shitty huh I thought so too. But even though I have my doubts and negative thoughts about PU sometimes I always tell myself that I can't give up and read my journal to see how far I have come...I'm never fucking giving up...

blackknight Wrote:I learned a good lesson from that night about wing game.
- enter when the sets are laughing
- enter with lower energy

Very true BK, it's best to enter on a high note and with lower energy than your wing as to not steal the set. Speaking of lessons we've been learning so much in the past couple of weeks it's ridiculous. Like we were talking about before it's like we can see the Matrix, lol I don't want to get carried away though because I'm far from being Neo. But I've been noticing a lot more situations that I wouldn't have 3 months ago. For example, today my female co-worker was helping this guy out with a tux rental, fitting and based on their body language as he exchanged money with her at the cash register, I thought to myself "There's some attraction between those two", low and behold 10mins later they hugged and kissed goodbye (I was too far to hear them speak)...Coincidence? I think not because I've been consistently reading situations like this these days.

My Split Personalities

I touched on adapting to your target market in a previous post and I just wanted to share some things I've been learning and trying out related to this. I've got three primary personalities depending on my mood and my environment. Firstly, I've got the high energy almost clownish, yet dominant me who mostly comes out when I'm partying or hanging out with my friends, Secondly, I've got a mid range energy serious but cocky/dead-pan funny version of me which mostly comes out at work or when I'm gaming and a third mid-low energy confident, intellectual and contemplative me when I'm having philosophical conversations with friends. What I find difficult to do habitually is access these different personalities types whenever I want to. Why do I need to? Gaming of course, at the end of the day not all girls are the same so they respond to a variant of personality types just like they might need various emotional needs.

The first one is awesome because I'll be building a lot of rapport and making girls piss they're pants laughing but, it's horrible because I'm not viewed as sexy, I'm just a clown. Although, when I tone it down a bit it's marvellous for club game. The third one is probably my favourite because I find philosophical discussion stimulating and educational but if you've noticed this doesn't really occur that often with the girls we meet (I'm just saying :- ). Anyway, out of those 3 the one I've acquired attraction with the most consistently and quickly is the second one, I feel it works for me because it's seductive, I speak at a slower pace, I have a lower tonality in my voice, use a lot of eye contact, I try to balance being very funny with being cocky/honest which I imagine, puts girls I'm gaming in a position of knowing I'm confident around women but being uncertain as to whether I'm a cocky bastard, a clown, plus my honesty means I might just be a truthful guy & so on...ultimately intriguing her and turning her on. From FBK's perspective I'm making her experience a wide range of emotions. Another good thing about this personality is that I can go from making her burst out laughing to telling her my life's ambition in the blink of an eye and it's completely congruent. My main goals on this journey, are to learn as much as possible from the material available, from the people I associate with (Fable, theShowman, Blackknight, Footlong and many more) and to adequately access my various personality types in order to seduce a wide demographic of ladies regardless of my mood or my environment...

An update my friend/mentor Fable gave me on time wasters:

***How to deal with Time Wasters (i.e. ones that don't sleep with me)

Inspired by Blackknight and my own experiences.
-Time waster = person of low interest, conservative persons, persons playing the prize game, power games

I'm pretty hard-ball with time-wasters and drop them the second I see them. Why would I spend time with her with other women around who are interested? I think a TRUE time-waster is someone who is playing the game, defined as someone who has absolutely no attraction for me but would like to use me for attention. But that is probably not the case, and even if it is I would deal with it the same way. But after talking to Blackknight today, I was forced to reconsider this. Sometimes a girl has low interest or conservative values.. going out to find other chicks is all fine and well but I would have to be better at game, and if a really good girl came along I'd still like to know how to crack her.

I think one way to deal with time wasters is to persist the sexual frame. I had a time-waster, a very conservative virgin awhile ago who came out with me on the date for attention. I wanted to drop her and drop the date, but I was too invested into it so I had to find a way to crack her defenses. It all came down to being calm, understanding, while (this is crucial) remaining persistently sexual. Keep pushing the envelope. Every moment she spends with me, I am pushing the sexual side of the interaction. Not too much, not all at once, but a little more each time. That particular virgin gave me a TON of shit about the escalation but it ended up with a cock in her mouth. And she did NOT like it, according to her bodily responses. Which is why she is CHASING me right now. Think about that for a few seconds. Or a few hours. Escalation works.

If she DEMANDS a non-sexual frame, e.g. "I ONLY want to be friends with you." I'd say (credit Yarbles) "I DON'T want to be friends with you." And she can leave if she does not agree to that.

Here's another very important point. If she is not having sex with me, I will still invite her out with the logistics and the (implied) purpose of having sex however.. I will not give her any attention beyond that. She will continue to get a hint of my value but never my full value, which I will ONLY grant when she complies to sex.

When she hasn't fucked me yet, every moment she spends with me will be sexually charged and will aim towards sex. If she challenges that frame directly, I challenge it back and she can stay or blow herself out.

That is how I must deal with time wasters. The idea is to avoid wasting say 3 hours on a date with a time-waster (happens ALL the time). Note: I find time-wasters are prone to setting exact plans, like dinner and then that lounge at 8. That way when a guy escalates they can say "well weren't we supposed to go to dinner and that lounge".

So next time I'm on a date, I escalate quickly. Resistance is expected and okay. But I persist in that frame, always a little more than she is comfortable until she is comfortable - and then moving on. If she resists, I try again a few minutes later. If she tries to frame it (as many time-wasters will) that on this date there will be no escalation, then I end the date early. Dinner? Yea right. Lounge? Nope. They'll make me feel guilty by saying "but we're SUPPOSED to do dinner." To which I will respond: "yes, but I don't want to be friends. I want to be more. If it is not moving forward I would rather you and I go home and take some time to think about it." There is a matter of calibration when escalating of course.. which I won't talk about, but basically I'm not going to drop my potential time-wasters - I'm gonna see if I can crack them. And if they directly challenge my progress, out the door the go!

Sat Night - 26/11/11

Sat was an adventure, I had some drinks and went out with TheShowman, this was not a pick up night but I've said that to myself in past and it always ends up being one! We get to some random restaurant with a club inside it, right next to Ultra (the more I think about it the more I think it was Ultra.)
Was opening a lot sets and having a blast on the dance floor. Tried to pull a 35year old HB but she said I'm too young and she's looking to get married. lol As TheShowman chatted up a very sexy blondie, I opened her très sexy french gf just as they were leaving, had a really flirty/fun conversation, light kino (holding her waist) and #closed. When they left I hit the dance floor again and opened a 3set, I was super high-energy, humorous and dominant with these girls. They had just come into the club and it was 1:30am so I figured that they were looking for a little more than just dancing. Which turned out to be true, when I asked one of them where they were partying that night, she basically said they were at xxx club and it was full of boring people so they came to find me. Ok, they didn't say they came to find me but you know what I mean. I danced and chatted with all the girls but focused on my target more, 30mins later the bar was closing. As we walked out the girls were talking about being disappointed that the night was over when they were having so much fun, this was my in:

Me: I wasn't going to do this but you girls seem cool, I'm inviting you to my after party.
3set: Ok, sounds fun! Where is it? Because we're trying to decide where to go.
Me: Yonge & Eglinton...
3set: Ooooh, that's too far from here, we're gonna go to the other one in downtown.

I decided against # closing here...Damn Yonge & Eglinton, I can't wait to move downtown in Jan, these girls were so DTF. TheShowman and I decided to head to the McDonald's on Queen and Spadina, for coffee and women lol. On our way there we opened a 2set. His girl was HbBubbles (self explanatory) and mine was quite friendly as well (HbGameGeek), we were teasing them a lot. HbGameGeek was cute but not my type but they were two genuinely nice girls so it was fun a interaction. I kinoed HbGameGeek by playfully sitting on her lap and putting my arm around her waist as we sat and talked for probably 15 - 20mins, built a lot of attraction and # closed before we attempted to pull them back to my place. They thought about it for a second and said they had to work really early so they can't but we have to hang out soon. I'm sorry but I don't think that's going to happen!

McDonald's 6set & HbDomino's
Oh well onto McDonald's, I see a 6set (5girls and 1 guy) seated in the corner, laughing and throwing fries all of the place, 3 of them were really hot so I knew I had to go in but my AA kicked in from nowhere. I stood in line stuck in my own head for a few mins and then I saw TheShowman open a set so I had my favourite thought "fuck it," and went in and sat right next to one of the girls and to my surprise she opened me! haha All my AA went out the window and I engaged the whole set, chatted with some random guy (Timmy) to my left and brought him into the set. It was just light fun conversation, a little teasing but the 3 hotties had to go home before I could game one. I started to talk to Timmy (really cool guy btw) and it turned out that he came from out of town to the Prince concert, it went on longer than he expected so he missed his bus and ended up losing his wallet on a streetcar! He told me he was just going to hang out in McDonald's until his friends/family woke up and came to get him, I felt bad for Little Orphan Timmy (temporarily homeless in a city where you know 0 people and we all know how cold Toronto can be) so I said he could hang out at my place until his buddies woke up. ShowM, Timmy and I bounce from McDonald's and are feeling adventurous so we head towards For Your Eyes Only to save some strippers at the end of a long shift, those looney's get heavy you know. On our way there I saw the most amazing girl (HbDomino's) of the night standing at a streetcar stop, she was wearing a short sexy pink cocktail dress and had black furry slippers on :-p. She was definitely clubbing that night but where were her heels? I figured she would appreciate a different approach than she had been getting in the club so I went in super direct and confident:

Me: (Tapped her arm) You are gorgeous! and honestly, your dress is very sexy on you. What's your name?
HbDomino's: Oh, thanks! My name is xxxxxx...
Couple of minutes of fluff talk, then I tried to #close
HbDomino's: I have a boyfriend.
Me: That's great, I'm not looking for a girlfriend or a wife right now but I think we could have fun together.
HbDomino's: I'm sorry, you're sweet but I can't...
Me: That's cool, it was nice meeting you.

I think she appreciated me going in super direct but I could have built up way more comfort/attraction before trying to #close. We get to the strip club but it was closed, that wasn't going to stop us though, we were determined to hit up every McDonald's on the way home. As we walked past another streetcar stop guess who I saw? HbDomino's!

Me: You're still here and at a different stop? (smiling)
HbDomino's: I know the stupid streetcar won't show up!
Me: Are you lost? I think you're just lost and just too proud to admit it.
HbDomino's: (Giggles) I'm not lost, it's the streetcar!
Me: Where are you heading?
HbDomino's: Finch and Bathurst.
Me: Well, you can either head west from here and take the Bathurst streetcar up to Finch...Alone and bored mind you, which will take ages...or...you can walk with 3 interesting young men have a fun adventure and take the Blue-Night bus on Yonge St. to Finch.
HbDomino's: (She smiles and sits there weighing up her options)
At this point Timmy joins the conversation (Timmy, you're a cool dude but if you fuck this up, you will be homeless for the next few hours haha) He said something to the effect of, "Yeah, you can be sooooo bored and scared on the streetcar or happy and safe on the bus with us, what kind of person would want to be bored anyway?"
HbDomino's: Ok, I'll come with you guys. (Timmaaayyy!! *South Park Voice*)

As we walked I knew the reason why she tagged along was not because she was into me it was because she was bored and I had been persistent. I decided to change my strategy as I had already shown so much interest before and was probably simply a "nice guy" with confidence in her eyes. I turned on my Cocky & Funny and teased her a lot, about wearing squirrel fur slippers to a night club (she changed footwear after clubbing, then had a fight with her gf who drove off!) I said something to the degree of, "Please don't tell me you have UGGs at home...", (knowing she probably did) she said she had three pairs and I said she needed to turn around and go back to Bathurst because I don't associate with the UGG people. lol She loved it so I teased her more but I made sure to interlace it with genuine conversation, I also consciously kept quiet at times to let TheShowman and Timmy joke with her for some comfort building. What ensued was some of the best winging I've witnessed in my life from a complete stranger, Timmy expressed to her how thankful he was that I charmed him, a temporarily homeless man, at McDonald's :-p and TheShowman bigged me up in a non-obvious manner. I could see her getting more and more intrigued by me, asking more questions and she started to tease back:

HbDomino's: Hey, do you still want my number?
Me: (kind of surprised) I'm not sure anymore, you have UGGs... (smiling)
HbDomino's: Haha! Oh come on it's 647-xxx-xxxx.
Me: (even more surprised lol) Cool, I'm going to text you...(she cut me off)
HbDomino's: Don't text I don't have free messaging, call me right now and I'll save your number.
Me: (I call and it rings a couple of times) Haha! This is Pizza Pizza!
HbDomino's: Ha! got you Rico! Ok, my real number is 416-xxx-xxxx.
Me: (I call again) Haha, this is Domino's! (Hence HbDomino's)
HbDomino's: Hahaha!
Me: Wow, you must have been one fat person before! Why do you know so many pizza places' number's verbatim?
HbDomino's: I don't know...I just do... hehe

All four us we joking around while waiting for the bus but it was taking so long, we decided to take a cab. I ended up sitting in the front so I didn't get a chance to kino her in the backseat but as we drove and the cabdriver was educating me on the ins and outs of running a cab service, something clicked. I remembered a post I read in Yarbles' journal (Vancouver Lair) he said, whenever he's presented with a negative situation in his life he either tries to find the positives or turn it into one. With that in mind I pulled out my cell, passed it back to HbDomino's and simply said, "So how about you give another fake Pizza number." she grabbed my phone said "No." and put in her real name & number. I texted her and she saved me under a cute nickname from our earlier conversations. She had mentioned having to go to church early in the morning previously so I wasn't surprised that when we got to my area and tried to pull her back to my place, she said she had to get home because her parents would flip out if she missed church.

Lessons Learned
All in all a fun night, I learned a lot, I've got my confidence back and it makes an unbelievable difference in my body language, the amount of approaches I do, my ability to build attraction with women. It's also unbelievable how much of a difference having a great wingman can make (TheShowman). One of my first lessons of the night was that it's good to #close before you attempt to pull, it helps devoid any sense of asking for her # as a consolation after she just rejected your request to come back to your place plus it helps address EN5, abandonment. You're screwed if you don't live downtown! hahaha No, but if you seem to always to run in logistical issues and you want to drastically increase your chances of SNLs moving downtown should be priority #1. I think some of the best places for "PU," night game wise are small chic venues, a lot of them tend to be restaurants during the day and clubs at night. In my humble opinion the ratio is consistently, 60% women and 40% men, I feel as though the women that go to these places tend to be a bit different from your typical Richmond St. "clubbers," if they're not more receptive and fun; they're older and DTF and the men that go there are hardly ever in groups they tend to have been brought by a girlfriend or be older AFCs who have no clue how to do anything besides talk about the weather or how they just installed a new drywall in their man-caves...Not to be too harsh on them, they're "nice guys" but we can do much much better than them.

CONFIDENCE and PERSISTENCE are key, I could have easily seen HbDomino's the second time, kept on walking, thinking to myself, "You know what I'm proud I already opened her, she rejected me but whatever I tried." and while that's a great mindset most of the time it can also be detrimental because if you're just satisfied with having opened sets and don't try to push them further you're never going to go anywhere. Sometimes you just have to be persistent...Re-enforced my beliefs in stereotyping and calibration my initial assumptions were correct and my approach worked on HbDomino's my strategy however did not, so while I managed to engage her in conversation she was not attracted to me and rejected my no. close. When I saw her the second time, I again assumed she was lost based on the fact that she had moved bustops and was still around and I calibrated to C&F because I had to show her that I'm not the "Mr. Nice Guy" she probably thought I was. It worked and I could have easily gone on teasing her throughout our whole interaction and one can assume I would have still #closed, although I don't think she would have replied to my text because we wouldn't have any genuine connection.
I think part of the reason why we couldn't pull back to my place is not that she didn't want upset her parents, I suspect she might have felt a potential violation of EN7, safety if she went home with three guys that she hardly knew.

I'm going to have to ask BK to thank Yarbles for the turning negatives into positives post because even though I teased HbDomino's about being fat when she tricked me I still felt like, "Here we go again, just jumped through some more hoops, Rico." but then I flipped it to an actual #close. There are no impossible circumstances only puzzles that need figuring out...

"Let Me Tell You a Story About My AFC Friend"

I've been neglecting my AFC friends and I've been acting like a flakey HB...As you guys know I don't really have that much of a social circle apart from the guys on this forum (PSI) that I now consider to be my close friends (they know they you are), I just have a couple of AFC friends, ex-roommates or ex-workmates that I hang out with on occasion. These days for whatever reason I usually get a text or two during the weekend from one of them asking to hang out but unfortunately I work during the day and "come alive in the night time" =)) so I mostly tell them I'm busy. This Wed I happened to not be doing anything and apparently it was $2 Coronas at Bull and Firkin so I decided to stop being an asshole and join my buddy. I got there a little late and found him in a 5set (2girls 3guys), they all knew each other so I was little intimidated because I knew they would all have their inside jokes and stories. Although, if there's one thing I've learnt from PU it's that you can handle almost every situation if you approach it with confidence in yourself. So I introduced myselfk cracked a few jokes and then didn't force myself into their conversation I chatted with whoever was next to me. After maybe 30mins 2 guys left so it was just my buddy, the 2 girls and I.

I found out one HB is engaged (HbSingleLadies) and the other one is in a LTR, (HbTwilight) with the 2 guys that just left. My AFC buddy was surprisingly good at allowing me to isolate the girls I don't know if he did it on purpose but hey I don't even care. HbTwilight started to go on and on about her problems in her relationship, this is what she said summarized: My boyfriend is an asshole I don't know why I'm still with him, By no means am I a subservient person, I'm a independent girl I picked him up at my bar for God sakes. Every time he texts me drunk, saying "I need really you to come and pick me up from xxx bar, I can't get home by myself" I drop everything I'm doing (i.e. work) and drive across the city to go and get him and half of the time he just nonchalantly goes home before I even get there... :-\

"Boo hoo, sad story" lol She actually repeated that last story multiple times trying to squeeze out a different perspective/reaction from it. I analyzed it from my knowledge of PU and observed a number things. First of all, I was clearly the only person, out of the four of us hearing the story for the first time...Second, my buddy is so deep in the friend-zone here I'm surprised he hasn't drowned, Third, this girl feeds off of drama (hence HbTwilight) I think she loves being that girl with the "OMG you'll never believe what Nick just did, I don't even know why I'm still with him!" story. She may not even realize it, she most likely even thinks she hates it but I'm sorry she's a drama fiend. Finally, she knows exactly what's wrong with her relationship because she explained it perfectly by herself yet she's still not willing to take action. Why, because she needs the drama but more importantly she's got low self-worth/esteem. She thinks she can change him, poor girl. I wasn't about to emulate my friend and be her shoulder to cry on but I still wanted to convey my thoughts on the matter so I decided to experiment on these girls, it seemed to work...

Scale of Relationship Investment (Credit to Devlin)
The first thing I taught them was about the the scale of investment between men and women at the beginning of a relationship vs during the relationship. When I first said, "Guys are more invested in a relationship..." HbTwilight immediately cut me off and said, "You're wrong!" I then told her to "Hold on and let me finish..." I knew this would touch her and I hadn't even gotten into the good stuff yet. I explained how if a guy meets a cute girl in bar, they have an amazing connection and she gives him her phone number. From that moment most men are super committed he's thinking, "I want to see this girl tomorrow, I'm going to call/text her and try and get her out asap." Possibly because he wants to fuck her, possibly because he wants something deeper either way he's committed to making it happen. The girl is thinking, "Ok, so I just met this awesome guy and I think we had a genuine connection but is he really genuine though or does he just want to get in my pants?" So everything she does from now on is coming from a skeptical mind-frame, even if she's free, she might say she's not just to see how determined he is or she might flake on certain dates that she perceives could lead to sex, she's way less committed. Meanwhile the guy is going, "Oh you live where? Sure I'll travel an hour across town to meet you" "Oh yeah, I did have plans with my friend but I'll cancel." (extremely committed) Now let's say they go out on a couple dates and he passes all her little tests, they have an amazing time, they have sex and it's awesome, everything's wonderful. Fast forward six months to a year later, the girl at this point fully trusts her now boyfriend and she's emotionally invested in this relationship willing to do anything to make it work, "You're hungry? I'll make you a sandwich honey," she calls/texts him everyday just to let him know she's thinking about him...The guy at this point feels like "Hey, I've got the girl now it's time to get back to hanging out with my boys..." So he starts to put his friends ahead of her and she's stuck at home/work sending texts like, "Where are you?" And now he's way less committed to the relationship while she's become super committed and drama ensues...While I explained this the girls were dead silent and just entranced, I asked them what they thought and they responded, "You're absolutely right!" in unison. :-p

Knowing Your Value (Credit to Fable)
Girls never seize to amaze me HbTwilight is at least hot enough to attract much better guys than her boyfriend, she's also intelligent and has actual solid opinions on life but she doesn't see herself that way, she feels that her boyfriend is what she deserves, it's twisted man! At some point she mentioned that her bf is moving provinces soon, so I asked if she was moving with him and she says, "No, I'm not invited... :-( "lol I felt bad for her but I was still not going to be her shoulder to cry on so I didn't try to console her I just asked, "If he invited you, would you go?" and she responded, "Of course, of course..." At this point my buddy took HbSingleLadies out for a smoke and HbTwilight decided to stay with me. We got back into the whole relationships debate and I could tell through subtext that every point she made or at least tried to make was somehow related to her boyfriend. I decided to teach her about valuing herself:

Me: People don't realize they're value personally, I know who I am and derive happiness from that, I mean right now I have women in my life that I date and have sex with but I could be the loneliest guy in the world and still be happy (I wish lol) because I know my value...For the most part I don't care what people think of me, I think a lot of people are afraid to say hey look "I'm proud of who I am" (she chimed in a bit essentially adding to my point) and I love myself because they will get judged and because we've been taught not show off growing up so that we don't make other people feel bad. But why should I sacrifice my own self-worth to make some else happy, well I say fuck that I know I'm a good looking guy and that women are attracted to me (she nods), that I'm a good person, that I'm intelligent and I'm fun to be around, that's my value why should I hide it? I'm not afraid to tell people the truth and I'm not douche bag about it so I find that people actually respect me for it. So If I go up to a girl and she rejects me I might be upset for 10seconds but then I remember my value.
HbTwilight: I wish I had your confidence, when I get rejected it takes me a much much much longer time to get over it.
Me: Know your value and never give someone more value than you get in return. (Translation: Don't stay with a guy that treats you like crap while you shine his balls everyday, you're better than that.) It's like the whole friend zone thing.
HbTwilight: I don't believe in it...
Me: Psssh think about how many male friends you have, do you have a lot? (She nods) Out of those guy friends you're telling me that if they all tried to push your relationship to the next level every single one would have a chance?
HbTwilight: (She thought about it for a second) Hahaha Hell no!
Me: That's the friend-zone...Now, If I hang out with a girl that I'm sexually attracted to and while she likes me, she only sees me as a friend why would I hang out with her anymore?
HbTwilight: What if she's a really good person and needs someone to talk to?
Me: That's great but she should find somebody else to talk, not me...If I'm sexually attracted to you and all you want is for me to sit here and listen to your problems, who do you think is getting hurt here?
HbTwilight: You...
Me: Exactly, it's like you want what I have to offer my companionship, my humour, my knowledge and you're giving me nothing in return but sexual frustration. So in those situations I just make my intentions crystal clear. I'd say, "Look I'm attracted to you so I cannot be your "friend" it's fine if you don't feel the same way but I'm not the kind of guy who likes to bullshit." and done.
HbTwilight:: Haha it's so ironic because then they'll start to want you because women want what they can't have. haha

A little later my AFC friend came back with HbSingleLadies and began to talk about how he's got a "complicated situation..." He's trying to use some girl to get another girl and he's kind of in the friend-zone with the one that he likes but hopefully she'll realize how much nice of a guy he is and they magically fall in love...He also said that HbTwilight & her bf aren't actually together anymore but they still live together and that her bf also likes the girl that he likes. It's only complicated because he's making it complicated, from what they said and I observed HbTwilight's bf is an Alpha and he's a "bad boy" so he's more inclined to just go up to her and directly ask her out and then my buddy will be checking into the Masturbation Plaza, I explained that to him hopefully he takes my advice goes for what he wants and honestly what he deserves.

Lessons Learned

I never expected to learn so much from this kind of interaction but this is why I value and desire having plutonic female friends. The ironic part is these girls were probably thinking, "Why aren't I dating this guy?" especially HbTwilight, I got so many IOIs from her when we were in isolation but, the logistics would have never panned out. She was with her engaged best friend, my AFC friend was there and he's friends with their significant others.

Find Comfort in the Silence meaning don't panic if you're feeling left out of a group conversation. I used to try hard to fit in in these type of scenarios, which just creates awkward moments, so sit back comfortably, listen, laugh when you actually find something funny, and speak up when you actually have an opinion. Relax, don't try and talk for the sake of talking, you'll have your chances just make sure to take them when they come...When I arrived at the pub I found my friend with four people that I didn't know and wasn't expecting it, sure I felt intimidated, sure they had they're inside jokes/stories that I didn't get, but I didn't let that make me feel uncomfortable I just spoke to whoever was idle and when I had an opinion, I didn't ask, "Oh what does that mean?" or "Who did that?" forcing them to have to explain every little tedious detail. Eventually, I had my chance, I took over the conversation, I had something interesting to say and from then on they encouraged me to speak...

TheShowman said it best in is his journal, "the best conversational topic is her" Women love to meet a guy who seems to know it all when it comes to them and relationships and they love being told about themselves. You're almost guaranteed to be the most unique guy they've ever met if you can sit down and tell them about themselves without really getting to know them. These girls were 10 years older than me and were taking dating advice from me lol, a lot of times they almost had completely opposing views from me but I kept a strong confident frame, had the facts to back up my opinions and the end result was that I shifted their whole mindset. It's fascinating to expel all this knowledge that I've accumulated onto the fairer sex and for it to be spot on 80% of the time. It's mostly bad to get advice on picking up women from women when you have no knowledge but when you have your own experience and philosophies it's simply fun...I ❤ PU

Mansion (aggressive)

Wed, 22 Feb 2012 08:42:31 +0000

Hey guys,

Went to Mansion tonight with all the crew. It was pretty amazing night, a lot of hot bitches. I opened almost everyone, mostly with the claw. I tried 1-2 indirect approaches, but it went a bit off, partially because of loud music, partially need to work on my vocal projection. Future goal is to work on my verbal game as much as possible.

Clawed 1 girl, she got in, hugged me with her legs, started to ride on me, sort of sex imitation. Here I should carry her away and go for the mouth rape, but I just stayed in that position, actually first time something like this happened to me. After this her fatty came, reminded her of her bf, or whatever and I could not get her. Did not close "fuck".

The night started with male strip. Was really not much to do, so I hanged up near the bar, talking with superhot bartender. Funny, because before she ignored me, but this night she was extremely receptive. As the night started opened number of girls, just mostly came, introduced myself, or claw. Felt a bit like a bitch in the beginning cause was not visiting this place for a while, but momentum started to accumulate. So end of the day I burned this place to the ground.
The special sets, was one black chick from Ghana. I liked her, but did not plow her fat friend well enough. I started with the fat friend, but she responded a bit ignorant, I moved to the hot girl right away, fatty pulled her off pretty fast. For future I will try to plow fatty a bit more.
Another solid set I opened was a 3 set I got this chick in, got the hook up, but than started the lemon hole routine. It went a bit in-congruent, she got mad and blew me off, it was actually really good set.
After this clawed one chick, tried the marriage routine. "I gonna marry you" Turn to her friend "Do you approve?" "No"
"Than fuck you" push this chick away, after this lost her on verbal game.
Need to re-calibrate more, tried to run the train on that girl, but did not go well, eventually she left me alone.
Overall amazing night. Future goal is to work on my verbal game, just want instead of clawing all the time to be able to hold attention, may be even to do more indirect.

My Thoughts on Social Dynamics

Tue, 07 Feb 2012 03:54:00 +0000

I love the study of relationships. It seems no matter where you go people unanimously agree that relationships are the most important aspect of any individuals life.

We Are One.

I recently got back from another self - help seminar. In this seminar I became much more self aware. I experienced emotions I've never felt in my life. I lived in visualizations as real as my physical reality and I meditated to parts of my mind that I've never experienced in my life. The biggest thing that I realized was the power of relationships and the limitations that I had placed on myself for such a long time.

I believe that relationships are the most important aspect of any individuals life. I believe that an individual is the sum of their thoughts and their relationships in their life. I think that accountability is all on me when it comes down to my actions. I am the one who thinks the thoughts that cause my actions. However the relationships that I have in my life influence my thoughts which in turn influence my actions. I think that we are the sum of our thoughts plus our relationships.

In order for a connection to exist the communication pipeline has to be clear. No walls between each party. As soon as one person puts a block on communication the other person knows. Human intution is the greatest gift that we've been given. It's as if we can sense when another person is lying by the heavy feeling we get inside of our body. On the other hand it's as if we feel light as air when someone is being completely truthful with us.

Why Do We Hold Back?

We hold back because of insecurities. We hold back because of fears. We hold back because we've been hurt in the past when we let other people in. We hold back because we have trust issues. We hold back because we're afraid of the future based on what's happened in the past. The truth is we hold back because as human beings we have this innate tendency to always be right. The human mind is so focused on being right that sometimes it forgets the importance of compromise, of a healthy balanced relationship.

There comes a point where I had to ask myself: did I want to be right or did I want to have healthy relationships? I can't have both. Two people are completely different individuals based on their life experience and upbringings. For me to be "always right" is ignorant and self - righteous. My insecurities leaked into my brain about the relationships that I would have and because I always wanted to be right I wouldn't communicate these insecurities to the people that I loved the most. I didn't want them to see my weakness and I knew I was "right" about my insecure thoughts anyways.

I realized this weekend that I am not always right. In fact there are often times when my mind brings me the wrong thought. I allow this thought to trickle inside of my brain and don't communicate it to the relationships that mean the most to me and this leads to feelings of resentment. The human mind is amazing. The relationships that I had sensed the resentment that I had and because I wouldn't communicate the issue, the other party would start to feel resentment towards me too. Now we're two people resenting each other for one person's insecurity.

Talk About A Waste of Time.

We are one consciousness. We are one energy. We were not born and given these amazing gifts that human beings were given to hesitate. We were born and given these amazing gifts to communicate with each other and create something greater than ourselves. We were born to be open and honest with each other. This illusion of separation that we have in our society keeps us from communicating our thoughts and feelings with each other but the truth is that we are all one. We sense each other's feelings, we have an intution towards each other's thoughts.

I realized this weekend that my relationships deserve the best version of myself. We were born to communicate. How many times have you held back communication with someone you love because you wanted to be right? It doesn't take two people to make a relationship work. It takes one person, 100% committed to make a relationship work. We cannot change our relationships by telling the other person that they are wrong. We must change our relationships by inspiring ourselves to be right. We then liberate others around us to do the same just by being in their presence.

Do you want to be right or do you want to be loved?

consistency

Sun, 22 Jan 2012 10:15:13 +0000

Today I had a pretty ugly night. Usually, I am getting warmed up on Friday, and Sat going for the kill. This time I a bit burned out, probably after 5 hours of pick up yesterday. I still had some success, but it was like jogging with 50 kilo of extra weight. Also, when I came to the club I did not start approaching right away and after this could not get into state.
Earlier that day, I went to a movie with a girl, did not expect much from it, was some chick from the facebook. The movie was the Iron Lady, probably sucked some energy. Usually movies and pick up are not good together.
Besides, I kissed that girl on the cheek and she blocked me on facebook after this. What a bitch . Also I did a phone game, got one girl on, second girl asked someone to call me and ask to stop calling her. I had a fun conversation with this guy, was some ridiculous chode, I probably should invite him for coffee, but whatever.

So in the beginning of the night, could not open for a while. Now looking back I realized how different circumstances affected my performance, but I still could run the game. Opened number of sets. First set was some average looking blond staying away with a drink. Opened her with
something I red about that in dark ages women were weighted to find out if they are witches, so if they are heavier than 50 kilo, the inquisition was burning them alive. It actually works pretty well, especially it was congruent, cause I really red this story today.
Kinda went to next couple of sets, opened, got blow off. This night I mostly focused on indirect approach, and tried to minimize kino, just to find that sweet spot.
Eventually I got frustrated with losing ability to open, so I went to my wing and asked him to play 32 counts. He just pushed me to a first set.
I opened , boom on . It was twins, they were kinda nice kept conversation, till I tried to escalate. As soon as I started to take her hands, she laughed and pushed me away. Also my wing was busy with the second twin sister, so this chick actually made a comment "You guys are smart" May be red "The Game" or something.
Next set I opened myself. It was 3 philipinos, 1 black chik from Ghana and 1 white Canadian. It was seated set, I believe I just came and set in the chair, tried to open the hottest girl P1 with something lame, she got pissed, tried to blow me off, I ignored her. Got into conversation with over girls, spent in this set about 20 min, actually white Canadian was pretty talkative, so it was easy, she did all the heavy lifting for me. P1 actually tried to rid off me couple of times, even later on after I left a set she asked a chode to pushed me away, but this guy was a pussy. So he started to push me with his ass. I grabbed his ass and danced with him like with a girl. After this he kinda turned around I asked him "hey man, what's up?" He did not say anything, but stopped pushing me with his ass. After this actually I closed one of those chicks for phone #. As soon as she typed her # in this P1 comes from the dance floor with "bla bla what did you do?" So I had to leave, besides her number is from Edmonton, so not so useful anyway.
After this I opened may be 5-8 sets. Clawed 1 tall afro-chick, it went well
till she said that she is 18, after this I sorta flinched. I said something like " I would love to molest you, but lets keep it legal". Did not work well.

Kiss closed 1 girl. I actually clawed her, she is saying "I have a bf" I heard "I have a bd" so I am "Oh, it is great" She is "no bf", "damn" kiss her in mouth. She pushed me away though, so I left. The funny thing that after this I met this chick, she even remembered my name. Also< I had another good claw set with 1 asian chick, but lost it on congruence and at the same time some chode came in and said that she has a bf bla bla. I guess this guys try to get in this way. I had to eject anyway, not so much because of the chode, but mostly because chick sorta pushed me away and disappeared.
Went also to Metz, it was OK, I opened couple of sets there. Probably my best set was some Asian girl, I opened 3 set, was already tired as fuck.
Opened 1 girl, she ignored me, opened another- boom on. Spoke to her about 5 min, some white bitch came and drugged her away.

My biggest epiphany though was my wing with his persistence. This guy is going nuts, I realized how important it is to go to the hilt.

Commonwealth

Sat, 21 Jan 2012 10:44:41 +0000

Hi guys,

Too much pick up for one day. Got headache, but satisfied at the same time.
Was at Commonwealth today, met some dudes there. The thing about this club was that lineup in the coatcheck was so long so I could not physically get out, so I stuck pretty much till very end opening sets and drinking water.
Close to the end I barely could talk, but also I could open like nothing.
By the way it is pretty good place and free before 08:45 pm. For me it is a good info cause I hate paying cover charge.
In the beginning I felt horrible there. First tiem in the new place, fear of foreign territories+ anxiety bad mix. But whatever. Got to open. My first opener was, "need help, feel pretty weird in the new environment. Worked pretty awful, but get me go, after number of rejections, I got better, started to claw chicks. Actually I clawed one chick that rejected me harsh in Roadie before, total success, could not move on but she was was pretty receptive, smiling giving me good vibe.
Opened some HB8 from birthday, I actually opened her friends before.
So, I clawed this girl, was OK, but I went too harsh at some point and touched her ass, even though she was totally nice, but she asked her friends to blow me off, the funny thing even she asked my wing to pretend that he is with her, cause I am hitting on her when I was passing. Of cause she did not know that we know each other, he just kinda guessed and told me later.
Was also one mixed looking girl I opened with good success and was some connection, but I could not capitalize on it. Also, her friend was some crazy bitch, I could not even talk to her. When I started to escalate with this girl, her friend drugged her away. I thought too bad, and I tried to talk to this crazy chick before but it was just like a bad looking alien.
Later on I still kissed that girl, so game is still on.
Opened 1 fatty, I do sometimes fatty practice. Was actually very funny black fatty with 3 gorgeous bitches. Could not approach those girls, but got in through fatty. One of them was sort of OK, but others were pretty close, so it did not go more than tease.
Overall, was a good night. The important is to approach and to make progress.

Solo night - Red Deer

Wed, 18 Jan 2012 00:01:31 +0000

So, I never get any replies from you guys when I post that I'm looking for a wingman. I thought, maybe, it's because I never actually post any Field-Reports, and you guys have no idea who I am.

For your reading enjoyment: My Saturday night.

It wasn't until about 9:00 that I realized that I was down to game it up. I started texting some friends in Red Deer (and posted on here) that I was looking for a wing. Red Deer is always a good time, so I figured there'd be no problem.

But, the notice was too late for my buddies, and I never heard back from anyone on the forums.

I don't solo very often, so I was contemplating just calling it quits. But, who ever gets what they want by giving up? I decided that this was a good opportunity to do my first solo night in Red Deer. Here goes nuthin, right?

I started at the Gent's Club: the strippers next door to the nightclub. It's the standard move here. Everyone starts at one of the two stripclubs, and bounces to the nightclubs around 12. Talking to a few people at the rippers is a good way to build some social proof for the club, since you can stop and chat with people you recognize fairly easily. Besides, the hostesses are all wearing lingerie, so it's fun to game them and get them laughing.

I talked to every girl that walked by - server or not. Ended up getting one of the strippers to sit on my knee and talk... which almost never happens in AB. Vegas, sure. AB? It's kind of a no-no. (Speaking of Vegas... if any of you ever go, I have free limos for life, no line, no cover at the strip clubs there... let me know, I'll make a call for you).

Bounce to Lotus.

Waiting in lines sucks. I need to get to know the bouncers here so I can get VIP entry. To keep social, I just started talking to the group around me in line. Did the two cheek kisses move (have two girls both kiss either cheek at the same time, then ask who's too chicken to kiss my lips), got two k-closes from that. First 5 minutes.

By the time I'd checked my coat, I'd already talked to 12-15 people. I was feeling exceptionally positive, and stayed in the zone for the rest of the night. It was definitely a night to remember.

I was by myself, so I decided to get in with a group right away. There are VIP booths along the main walking path here, so lots of social proof if you can get in one. I was in one within 15 minutes of checking my coat. Ended up being a really good mixed group - lots of cute girls. There was a guy trying to AMOG me whenever there were girls around that he knew. Sucker didn't know what happened, I'm sure. I ignored the girls for a bit to build rapport with him, then basically took over every female interaction from then on.

One of the guys in the VIP was kind of watching, and I think he knew a little bit of game theory, but had never really seen it before. I noticed that he was kind of in awe, and told him I'd be his wingman for the night.

Six makeouts, and at least a dozen numbers later - most of which all he did was stand there and watch me game - he was like: holy crap dude. Who the hell are you?

Literally, several makeouts were me talking to the girl, looking at him and saying: she totally wants to make out with you, man. Looking back at her and saying: do it, I won't stop you. *bam*

Did anyone ever tell you attraction is transferrable?

Anyway, totally destroyed any of my fears of solo sarging. And next time I'll be the one cashing in on the attraction I've built. In other words: back to normal.

Peace, love, and PUA.

Dan. The man.

Gamble's Field Report Thread: Detailed with Lessons

Tue, 17 Jan 2012 20:49:52 +0000

February 17th 2012

Last night was a good night for me. It started out at Stand Up comedy. I also had a date bail on me yesterday. I need to learn that lesson.

My date and I were scheduled to meet up on Monday for our date. I didn't really talk to her too much over the weekend, and I didn't call her till 6pm. This probably gave her time to think about other things that she wanted to do and a lack of organization caused a date to fall through. With my dates next time I need to be the one who takes full responsibility. This means that my dates have to be notified of the date plans at last a few hours before the date. 2 hours before the date isn't the best move.

Alright alright alright now. Here we go now, check it out now. Making the right moves at all times. Boom. Make sure that I text my dates before hand.

I love stand up comedy. It always puts me in the right mood to go out for Hudsons. I want my candle to be lit. I think it'll level up my focus. Boom. Here we go now. I was feeling stand up comedy last night. Daniel and I didn't go until 8:30 again. That's not good because we didn't get the good seats. I'd love to get front row seats. We're going to have to make sure we're there earlier next time so we get the full value out of the show. True, the stand up comics aren't on right away but having the best seats for the show would be sick. We're more likely to be heckled and we have a chance to participate in the show.

WINNING.

Alright. Hudsons last night. I walked into Hudsons at 10:30 and I walked in alone. I thought Mikey B was going to be there but the communication with my wingman wasn't as efficient as it could have been. I'm going to have to level up my communication with my wingman. With everyone really. I've been really focused on developing a relationship with myself (developing integrity) and that kept me from developing a relationship with others. Clearer communication with my wingman is the best option.

I walked in alone and it took me awhile to open my first set. Once I opened it was kind of awkward simply because I didn't warm up as soon as I got in there. I know that I need to approach as soon as I get in even if it's to say what's up. This momentum will kick start my night in the direction I want it to go. You don't walk into the gym and stare at the weights for half an hour. You walk into the gym and pump the weights right away after you stretch it out. I waited awhile to start than I just pumped out weights. Not the best for growth. Next time I'll have to make sure that I warm up properly.

The positives were that I stayed in a conversation with people I knew for alot longer. I also made sure that I opened after I was warmed up. I warmed up on people that I knew than I walked around for 30 seconds to realize that I was lowering my value. There weren't alot of people in the venue and I was walking around alone. The more people that see me alone the harder it's going to be to approach those people. I stood in one spot, took a deep breath and looked to the table that was to my left. Table full of 10 girls.

Fuck.

"Excuse me guys. You guys look interesting I wanted to come over and say hi!"

I sat down next to the girls and shook three of their hands. The table was long and I figure it would have been uncalibrated to get all of their attention. I sat down next to the hottie and started talking to her. The dynamic was a bit wierd. I sat in a spot on the bench to which there was no table. Hottie sat right next to me and there was no table in front of her either. Next to her was her friend sitting at the table of 10 people. I was sitting next to the attractive girl and out of social reach of the other 9 people, so it ended up being her and I talking.

We talked for a few minutes. I stuck out the awkwardness... and man was it awkward. I love the awkwardness. I know I'm growing the most because of it. I stuck it out and one of the waitresses that I had met before came up to the table to take the drinks. I've met this waitress at my Hudsons escapades and she's smooooking hot. Her coming over and giving me a hug in front of these girls was a serious bonus. The waitress and I talked for a couple minutes and we agreed to go get a shot together. I knew one of the bartenders so I took the waitress up to the bartender and got us 3 a shot.

The momentum's rolling! I'm starting to feel good at this point as the waitress and the bartender walk away. I look to my left and see two guys standing by the bar.

"Dude! Why is everyone wearing suits?"

The guys tell me they're there with a christmas party. I introduce myself to the two guys and we talk for a few mintues. Banter back and forth about what they do and why they're here, they asked me about my snowpants. The snowpants were money. I wanted to be warm outside and I didn't want to take them off when I got inside so I walked around with snowpant suspenders all night long. I took alot of heat; girls testing me "Why are you wearing those?!!" but I thought it was hilarious and it was a good opportunity to train my frame... resisting their resistance.

After parting ways with my newfound friends I walked over to two more guys standing by the bar and started chatting them up. The hardest part of the night for me is the start; getting momentum rolling. I'm extremely comfortable once I have the right amount of momentum. I think the momentum is the most important part of anyones night; and once you understand the fundamental concepts of Social Dynamics they come out unconsciously while you're tapped into the energy of the room.

I stood with my two guy friends and we watched some girl on the dance floor get her skirt lifted by some guy. It looked like she wasn't wearing pants but she didn't even notice. I thought it was funny and as the girl walked by me I yelled at her.

"Hey!! Nice dance moves. You forget to wear your pants today?"

The girl and I chatted for a few minutes. She told me she was mad that I was making fun of her because I was cute and stylish. Fuel to the fire baby! I started to feel the moment even more as I started playfully flirting with her, touching her stomache and whispering in her ear.

"I don't even know you, and I saw your ass. And now... I'll never get to see it again!"

"I'll let you see it again..."

That was unexpected! I excused myself. One night stands aren't the best move; way too much drama and wayyyy too much potential to take value. This girl was drunk and I was sober, and she was super into me. Staying any longer would have had the potential to take more value. I walked back to my two guy friends standing at the bar and continued talking to them.

From here on was a blur. I opened alot of conversations, I talked to alot of people. Simon showed up and I got to wing with him. Simon's a dope dude, and having a good wing is essential. There were a couple conversations that I was having where I was KILLING it with the girl that I liked but her friend would come up and steal her right away. It doesn't matter how good you are, you can only be so good if there's external forces affecting your outcomes. There are things you can do to prevent these external forces from ruining your interactions; such as introduce yourself right away or find some way to instantly involve her in the conversation but having a good wingman eliminates this problem all together.

And it keeps you accountable.

Around 12:30am I lost momentum. It had been a few minutes since I had talked to anyone I was interested in and my mind started to wander. I felt like leaving but I refused. I stuck it out. I sat down for 10 minutes to collect my thoughts and become aware of my environment. I think this was a huge factor in bringing me present. Simon came and sat down next to me and we chatted for half an hour about growth, and about our night. Simon and I felt like this night was a night to build some positive life momentum. We were here to push some comfort zones, take some risks and grow even when we don't subconsciously want to. I consciously wanted to grow.

Simon approached the group of people standing 5 feet in front of us successfully but then the friends came in and stole his girl away. I wasn't present at this point and wasn't aware enough to jump into conversation. There's a lesson here: being inside of my head doesn't only take value from me, but also from my wingman. After Simon came back to sit down next to me the group gravitated a bit closer to us. I thought the girl in front of me was interested in me because she kept coming closer to me but in reality her back was turned to me while she was moving closer. This could have meant that she was interested (proximity) but at the same time her back was turn signaling disinterest. I attempted to open anyways (did it half assed, didn't stand up, lightly tapped her to turn around and see me) and she turned around, looked, then blew me off.

OUCH!

Lesson learned. You never go half retard, you always go full retard. I didn't stand up and assert myself into the conversation and she blew off my approach. That's okay. Simon and I decided that it was time to take off. We got up to leave and as we grabbed our coats I wanted to have one last rep. One more rep. That's why I'm here. Simon also wanted to grab the waitresses number. We agreed on a gameplan of approaching. I saw the girl that I wanted to approach. She was standing with her friend by the bar. Two set? Perfect way to end the night.

I started walking towards them... and saw the guy that was standing in the group. Fuck. Growth time. I approached the girl that I wanted direct anyways. It worked. She opened up to me and I introduced myself. I introduced myself to her friend and I told her friend that I thought "girl" was gorgeous. I asserted my presence in the group and shook the males hand, giving him my name. He reciprocated. Perfect.

Girl's friend and I talked for a few minutes about my approach. I see it like this: when I approach a girl direct she already knows my intention. By me spending time getting to know just her she's going to think I'm just here to pick her up. Instead, I chat up her friends. This girl can see that I'm interested in her (I approached direct) and now she can tell that her friends like me... which makes her like me. After talking to her friend for a few minutes I turned back to my girl of interest; to which she started opening up and asking me questions.

The interaction went extremely well. I was cool, calm and collected the whole time. I maintained solid eye contact, my body language remained still and my eye contact was strong when we looked each other in the eyes. Alot of the interaction was spend leaning in speaking to each other's ears. She found out I was 20, she was 24. She was also from Jasper, just visiting for a couple of days. This girl was smoking hot, mmm. In the middle of our conversation a guy came up that knew her since he was 8 years old. I handled this one really well, shook the guys hand right away and asked how long they've known each other. He told me about Jasper where he was from and I related to him on connecting with an old friend the other day.

After talking to this guy I looked over my shoulder to see Simon looking at me standing by the front door. We were supposed to go right away so I walked back to him and asked him how his interaction went. He said it was good and he told me where he could have improved. I looked back at the group I was just in to see two more guys join the group to make the total group size 5 people. That girl was really hot.

"I'm going back for her number."

I walked back in and straight to the girl I was attracted to. "Excuse me. I seriously think you're gorgeous and I'd love to grab your number." .. "But I live in Jasper," .. I didn't have really anything to say and was stumped so I said "..So?" she responded "I don't really think there's a point." .. "Alright, what's your Facebook."

I grabbed her Facebook and gave her a hug goodbye. I parted ways with the group and back to Simon with a smirk on my face. It doesn't matter that I didn't get the number from her; I got a cute waitresses number this night, I went outside of my comfort zone and went BACK IN to a big group for the number and I pushed a fuckload of my comfort zones tonight. I count it as a major success.

The lessons that I learned:
- Make sure I confirm my date a few hours before the date. I didn't call my date until 2 hours before the date and she had forgotten about it. I got flaked on because of my lack of organization.
- Warm up as soon as I get into the venue. It doesn't matter whether or not the interaction goes bad or good, by me walking around I allowed myself more time to get inside of my head and think about outcomes.
- A wingman is an efficient way to create Win - Win situations for you and your wingman. It doesn't matter how good you are on your own; there are just some situations where external forces combined will overcome the will of one man. Having a wing keeps you accountable AND increases your chances of success.
- Always go for one last rep. It doesn't matter whether or not your night is good or bad. When you're walking out of the venue look for one last rep. Arnold Swartzneggar said that "Champions are made on the final rep."

30 yo newbie here

Sun, 15 Jan 2012 07:20:09 +0000

hi everyone
i have been out of the game for a while now , well since i graduated
I'm looking for wing-men some one who can help me get back in the game,
if you have anything coming up please let me know
i am a 30 yo accountant and i need a 12hr notice
feel free to email me
my email address is : cpamason@gmail.com

warm up night

Sat, 14 Jan 2012 09:00:12 +0000

Went out tonight, to warm up, tried number of things. First of all paired up with a guy from RSD. Pretty solid player. In the beginning I underestimated him, but saw his game, was really good. Even sort of blasted me for a moment. Went to meet him in Melrouse, spoke a bit, exchanged experiences of yesterday free tour, than he recommended me to go out and to open, while he is eating. I went, honestly pussied, could not open anything. Eventually one guy opened me, asked me about the bronze medal I was wearing for peacock. I had a short conversation with him, went back spoke a bit, opened couple of more sets. Went outside, opened 2 dancing chicks, first verbally, than went in, sorta clicked, but I could not transmit it to the comfort stage, it is my weakness, especially not warm.
Left them, moved out. My wing opened a chick that was talking with a bouncer, asked me if they look good together. I replied, "no, she is not good enough for you", funny, it clicked. I saw this chik's reaction, I could probably get her number with a bit more game, but well, went out.
Opened set mom+2 chiks. I picked one girl up, turned around, after this lost interest. It blown the set off, I could potentially hold it with bringing more value to the interaction, hard to say.
After this my wing opened 1 more set, was a 3 set. More like a socializing, nothing serious. Came to Metz, went in, was pretty empty. Went out, I saw couple of girls coming in, decided to hit it later.
Went to the bars to hit. I mostly observed my new friend. He opened pretty much everything. In the Yardhouse he stoked with a chik, I did not want to get in. so lost about 5 min, than went to Metz. Opened 2-3 sets there, was pretty low target zone, so eventually I left earlier than even planned.