She is sitting on a stool next to a raffle table filled with various Easter baskets. She’s listening to the band. She has that sexy punk rocker girl look. She’s the most attractive girl in the bar. She also has at least twelve other guys staring at her, each of them desperately silent. This is Rocker Renee. [click to continue...]
From the monthly archives:
March 2008
The Mr. Bubble Number Close
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How NOT to Pick Up Strippers
7:00 PM
I am sitting in my favorite ugly green chair, writing and listening to the torrential rain slapping down against the window behind me. It’s Saturday and I can’t think of anything to write about. I don’t feel like going out. The thought of trekking to a bar and getting soaked didn’t seem appealing to me. I’ll just sit here comfortably for the night in front of the soothing glow of my laptop.
7:05 PM
The cellphone rings. It’s Tommy O’Doul.
“Hey! I don’t have to work, anything going on tonight?” Tommy says
“uhhh, not too much…. was thinking about staying in tonight”
“That’s unacceptable. I’m calling back in a half hour and you better be ready to go out.” he demands
This is Tommy’s style, there is no negotiating with him. He’ll argue and argue his point until he gets his way. Regardless, I set the phone down and continue with my sitting, determined to stick to my original plan of sloth.
7:25 PM
The cellphone rings again. I pick up.
“I’ve made an executive decision” Tommy declares
“Ok, what’s that?”
“We’re going to the strippers!” he says [click to continue...]
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14 Seduction Books Listed in The Game
I have been seeing a lot of search query’s looking for pick up artist related reading lists and book references that were mentioned in The Game: Penetrating the Secret Society of Pickup Artists by Neil Strauss. I took the liberty to flip through my own copy of The Game and list all the book references to which Neil Strauss had read on his journey to becoming one of the world’s greatest pick up artist. Below you’ll see the references listed by title, author, and the page number it can be found in The Game.
- The Art of Love
by Ovid, page 38
- My Secret Garden
by Nancy Friday, page 57
- Introducing NLP
by Joseph O’Connor, page 74
- Madame Bovary
by Gustave Flaubert, page 93
- How To Pick Up Girls
by Eric Weber, pages 124, 430
- Frogs Into Princes
by John Grinder and Richard Bandler, page 124
- Think and Grow Rich
by Napoleon Hill, page 187
- Master Your Hidden Self: Guide to the Huna Way
by Serge King, page 271
- The Red Queen
by Matt Ridley, page 294
- The Selfish Gene
by Richard Dawkins, page 294
- Sperm Wars
by Robin Baker, page 294
- The Art of Seduction
by Robert Greene, page 309
- The 48 Laws of Power
by Robert Greene, page 309
- On Seeing the 100 Percent Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morning by Haruki Murakami, page 365
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Finding Your Passion in a Ukulele
I step inside from the drizzly rain, the old creaky door slams shut behind me and a little bell rings to notify the customers of my presence. The place has a musty smell like a grandfather’s garage. The entire store is cluttered with instruments and their various accessories. One corner is piled high with guitar cases and there’s dozens of violins hanging from the ceiling. Standing behind the counter is a pudgy baby faced man who looks at me like I’m from another planet.
“Hi there, I’m looking for a….” I start to say as the man begins walking away, “uh wait, hi…excuse me…sir?”
The clerk, who abruptly leaves, is now rummaging around in the back room. Grunting and loud clunking sounds echo throughout the store. [click to continue...]
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The Creep and the Cougar
Standing to my right is a disheveled drunken 22 year old guy. A bartender plops down a plate of barbecue and jalapeƱo fries in front of him which he begins devouring at a voracious pace. Not bothering with the provided utensils, he reaches down and clutches a chunk of drippy messy fries and stuffs it into his gullet. The entire plate is consumed in no less than several minutes, barely enough time to evade the looks of disgust coming from across the bar. He just stands there swaying in an inebriated state, a sly look of satisfaction and a smear of barbecue sauce across his chin. This is Creepy Chris. [click to continue...]
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