Daniel Johnson's Dating Tips

And Now For Something Completely Different

2009-12-27T17:26:00.001-08:00

“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” - Maria Robinson

"The Chinese have a saying: The best time to stop bein' a dumbass is forty years ago, and the second best time is now." - Jed McKenna

Women kick ass! Let there be no doubt about it.

I love women. And almost as much, I love helping men find success with women in their lives. This blog has been a great opportunity to fuel that mission, but as things change, and life moves forward, I must move forward too. I don't know if I will be back teaching Pick Up again. There's a good chance I will be.

For now, I'm on to a new adventure. And, for whatever masochistic motivation that inspires me to write about my life, I have started a new blog to share my adventure.

The theme of my new blog: Meditation, Travel, Life. It's my life, my journey, and my favorite new hobby/mindfuck... meditation.

Since many of you out there have become good friends over the years, you may want to read and find out what I've been up to lately. There's nothing about getting laid. In fact, I'm totally taking a break from women for a while. But, if you check it out and read something you like, wonderful!

I could write more about this crazy transition - from pickup artist to monk. But, as you might guess, it's more than I can write in a small blog post. Here's the short version: Things change.

And that's that.

Be happy, don't hesitate to contact me. Here's the New Blog.

- Daniel

Keep On Keepin' It Real

2009-12-14T13:33:00.000-08:00

You may notice that I haven't posted anything here in a very long time. In fact, if you're even here looking at this now, I'm not sure how you found this place. But, it's good to have you.

Well, I'm off on other adventures now and not thinking much about women these days. But, it was a fun time while it lasted. I'm not dying or anything, but just moving on for now. For you, however... Keep on keeping it real. Don't stop following your heart and growing on your path.

If you haven't read it yet, this was one of my last posts, and I think a real tribute to my life in the pickup world. Read, and enjoy... Grattitude For My Mentors. If any of my other posts here from back in the day serve as inspiration for you, then I'm delighted. May it be so.

Spread the love.

- Daniel

You Think You Can't Dance?

2008-08-26T15:04:00.000-07:00

Ok, what I'm about to show you is kinda embarrassing. So, please make sure to laugh 'with' me (not at me).

But, I've got to show you, because Alexandra and I nearly won a trip to New York! We made it to the Top 18 videos but, well.... we were beaten by a couple of 7 year olds. Damn!

I could explain the video, and give away the surprise, but I think I'll just let you watch and see for yourself. (Um... yes... that's me dancing on the sidewalk with a puffy white shirt on.) It was a contest for a trip to New York to see Mary Poppins live on Broadway. Well... we may not have won the trip, but perhaps it can still bring a smile to your face.

Shiny Blue Pants And A Skateboard!

2008-05-20T13:02:00.000-07:00

Did you know that I devoted 10 years of my life to skateboarding?

I don't get on the old board very much any more. Mostly just to cruise down the hills of San Francisco. But, when the opportunity arises to make $25,000 having a little fun with the four wheels... well, I jump on it!

Alexandra came across a contest on youtube and insisted that we enter. We actually put 5 videos in the contest (over 480 total entries). But, in the top 15 - my Skate Video Was Selected!!! They chose mine to be in the top 15, but ultimately they gave it to some guy who bounces around on his head.

Watch the video, laugh your ass off (And enjoy my massive skate skills). And, if you look close, you'll see that Tina is actually the famous Project San Francisco Mannequin who normally wears her crazy outfits in our living room. (Isn't she cute?)

Lighten Up and Enjoy...

Daniel

Grattitude for My Mentors

2008-02-06T14:17:00.000-08:00

Recently, I've had people ask me about my own history and how I got into all of this. I've written many posts along the way, but I've never summarized it all in one place. So, step on the time machine with me as we go back through the last four years of my life. It all starts January 2004...

I have always been a huge supporter of the community (even through the many times when my friends may not have agreed). I LOVE the fact that men are helping other men to improve their lives. I LOVE the men's culture and the sheer fact that men are finally standing up for themselves and re-owning their right to beautiful women, great sex, and fulfilling relationships. I think we are in the midst of a revolution, and it brings chills to my spine when I really think about the potential impact this will all have on society as a whole.

My introduction to it all was a David DeAngelo newsletter (thank god it somehow ended up on my computer). It changed my life. Within 2 months, my entire paradigm on women and dating had done a 180. I saw everything in a completely new way, and I felt liberated to begin making up for a lot of lost time.

I then got into Speed Seduction and began actually applying the techniques with real women. I creeped out a bunch, and I had fun with some others. It was still a huge time of transformation for me, and although I didn't get laid during that time, I was really inspired, and my confidence began to improve dramatically.

Then, I found fastseduction.com! This was the big shift. I found the culture of: "Field Work, Field Work, Field Work." In fact, it was some of TylerDurden's posts which were most inspiring to actually get me in the field.

I started reading through the Maniac_High and Tokyo_PUA archives (as they were Japan PUAs and I was living in Korea at the time). I plowed through those old posts (many of which were inspired by Speed Seduction), and continued to find DRAMATIC improvements in my relating with women, my confidence, and my life in general.

I also continued to skim through posts by Juggler, Gunwitch, TylerDurden, MrNYC4U, Toecutter and some of the other fastseduction posters. ALL of which I loved. I ATE it up.

And, it was when I started really applying the "Field Work" mentality, that I started seeing results.

I hadn't had sex in a year and a half, and then within 5 weeks I was dating 6 women!

No bullshit, No lies. (read the archive if you want)

I was fuckin' blown away! My life was unlike anything I'd ever imagined before. Step into a completely different paradigm.

Within three months, I was IN LOVE with one of the most amazing women I've ever met. She was a Korean girl and we had an incredible (and steamy) relationship.

And, at this point I had never even heard of Sensei (or Lance Mason).

I owe a HUGE amount of respect and grattitude to my early teachers, and although I'll freely admit that they are just people too (not gods or gurus like some may claim)... They changed my life, and I'm so incredibly grateful.

Soon, my 6 month love-drunk stint in Korea ended. I broke up with my girls there and returned to America where I was once again - just another face in the crowd. In Korea I had a certain uniqueness (blond hair, blue eyes) which always worked in my favor. This was no more.

As soon as I returned to the US, I knew that I wanted nothing more than to finally find my community that I had so long been missing. They were all internet handles when I was in Korea (I have since been a co-founder of the Korea lair, so the beginnings of a Korea community have begun to take root. But, there was no community there when I started). Now those internet names would become real.

My first thought was that I wanted to take an RSD bootcamp with Tyler. (I didn't really know much about Mystery back then. He didn't post much on mASF)

But, I decided to look in the SF area for a teacher first. I found out that Jlaix was teaching here in SF, and Sensei and Wilder too. I joined ebss and read the reviews. PickUp 101 was getting better reviews at the time (and was cheaper), so I signed up.

The Art of Attraction blew me away. It was a phenomenal workshop and for the first time I had a simple clear model with which to understand everything I had learned so far. Sensei and Wilder were incredible in the field - really fuckin' mind blowing. They created a new reality for me. I didn't have any idea that such things were possible.

I didn't have any overnight success in the way that I first did when I first started doing approaches, but I did find a huge shift in my belief in what's possible.

I had to practice. FUCK, did I have to practice.

I went through a three-month long "drought" without a single girl to my name.

During that time, I met Jlaix and was instantly impressed. He is one of the funniest people I know and every chance I get to see him speak - I still jump at the opportunity. I really love that guy.

I started reading the Jlaix archive (because the sensei archive was nearly non-existent). And Jlaix lived in the city and went to a lot of the same bars as me. I even became friends with Jeffy for a while (as he lived only a few blocks away) and we hung out and did a little crazy partying together. (I think I've still got a picture of me holding his shotgun)

I miss Jeffy sometimes, as I think he brought me a good dose of craziness every once in a while. (Back in the day, he and Lance and William and everyone were much closer friends.) In fact, for a long time I really wanted to take a bootcamp with him too, and I'm still sure that he could teach me something (as I'd bet that I could teach him something too) I only met Tyler once, and it was brief. And, I know Ox is supposedly one of the RSD instructors, and I became friends with him online - a cool cat!

I happily began aligning with PickUp 101 more as I helped out with Lance's seminars. And, then when I moved into Project San Francisco, I suddenly became all PickUp 101. It was cool though. I liked it. I learned a HELL of a lot from Lance, and my game improved dramatically still. (Not just my game, but my social skills and my entire life - just ask anyone who knew me back then).

I became an instructor for PickUp 101. And, yes... I wasn't ready. Yes, I wasn't the best instructor. Yes, I hadn't achieved mastery. BUT, I very quickly found out that I did have something to offer. I did have experience and with each workshop I taught, I got better and better as a teacher (I apologize to anyone who was at the first workshop I taught at). I still like to think that I get better and better each time I do a workshop. I love teaching this stuff, and I love seeing myself improve.

Over time, I've really grown into it, and now it's not that I have more women in my life... but the QUALITY of the women in my life is something that I could've never imagined. That's when you really hit paydirt, when you start having relationships that feed your soul on the deepest level.

At some point, "The Game" came out, and lots of things changed. All of a sudden, gurus were jumping on the scene from every direction. The old secrets that took me so long to find were now becoming commonplace (good for the newbies, but not so good for the long struggle that I had been through. I wish I could've been so lucky.) Material started getting refined as more discussion took place. More naturals started showing up and calling the bluff on old out-dated routines.

Sean Messenger was a huge influence for me at that point, and really showed me how I could live the life I wanted with women without sacrificing one drop of integrity or commitment to my own values and standards in life. I started telling women what I did for a living and started owning the fact that I could be an awesome guy and get women and teach and have it ALL at once.

So, anyway, to finish the story, I recently took AMP, and I LOVED it! It blew my mind. Decker rocks. I took five more workshops with them since. End of story there.

Hristiyan has changed my view about sex, women and pleasure. And, I LOVE that guy and love hanging out with him. I've learned so much from him. After hanging out with Grant Adams at Burning Man, I found that he is one of my heros in life and a true role model. BradP has also had a big influence on me, and everytime I see him I turn giddy like a girl while giving him praises. I love that guy too. I haven't interacted with SteveP much, but I think his out-there methods are way fuckin' cool, and I hope to learn more from him in the future.

OMG! I almost forgot Zan! How could I? Zan kinda reminds me of Hristiyan. Both of them have more than just a way with women... they have a way of life. Just being around them takes you to another level. Big shout out to Zan - I read his archives for years, and when I got to meet him? wow.

And, honestly that's not all... Those are just the teachers I had in PickUp. I've taken live trainings with Wayne Dyer, T. Harv Ecker, Chris Howard, the Monks at Suan Mokkh Temple, and there's been many more influences in my life (can't forget my dad!)

I owe a huge debt of grattitude to anyone who has contributed to this art/science/study of relating to women. And the one's who I haven't mentioned, I'm grateful that they would care enough about other guys to get into this at all.

One thing that really excites me is that almost the same instant a man learns something, he wants to share it with his buddies. That is the kind of comraderie that will change this world.

I teach for the love of it. I learn for the love of it. There is nothing in my life more important than this, and that is why I've created my entire life around it.

And honestly, I'm on a fuckin' mission. Someday, the world will once again revere and honor the Teacher. So, let's all pay respect.

Happy New Year!

2007-12-31T23:13:00.000-08:00

Happy New Year Everybody!

This year is gonna kick some serious ass.

My New Year's Resolutions?

1) Take up Yoga starting now and for the rest of my life. In ten years I'm gonna be a Master Yogi

2) Keep in touch with my family more often. More regular phone calls, and talk to them more about the things we have in common.

I'm excited. Two things that will kick ass for me in 2008.

Of course, many more highlights are to be expected. I can't even imagine all the awesome adventure's I'll have this year!

Bottom line: If you're reading this, take a second and find the joy in your life. Remember the things in 2007 that kicked ass for you. Get in touch with that, and start to spread it outward for 2008. It's time to start bringing more inspiration to the world, more of our full potential as human beings.

And Dream BIG! IF you're dreams for 2008 were to get 12 dates... take a moment and change it to 120 dates. Or 12 dates with supermodels. Make your dreams big and go overboard. For a moment just forget about "being realistic" and just let yourself get excited about the possibilities.

I wish you all the best New Year, and I wish you many great new experiences ahead.

- Daniel

Last Day To Watch How We Met !!!

2007-12-06T13:58:00.000-08:00

Yes... our He Said/ She Said is finally being released! Now you can hear the whole story about how we met. (For the written report, check out my blog here)

I could tell you all about it, but that wouldn't be fun. You really just need to get the DVD and watch.

In other news... we entered a contest, and guess what? We won!

We won we won we won we won we won!!! We're going to Japan! A free 9-day trip to four cities across Japan

Watch the winning video here:

We Rock!

Advanced Tactics is Back!

2007-11-26T16:27:00.000-08:00

Man, I had so much fun helping to create the first ever Advanced Tactics workshop. It was a magical weekend, and the guys who were there will remember.

So, I wanted to send this message out to you guys and let you know that there's another one planned this weekend (Nov. 30) in San Francisco. If you have a chance you should make it there.

- Daniel

(Here's the original email from Lance...)

This weekend only - meet me and take your game to the next level. Keep reading...

By now, you've been through a PickUp 101 workshop, but there's something you still may not know about our PickUp 101 team of instructors. For some of them, this little secret may be the most difficult challenge they face. And nearly everytime it happens, they get frustrated.

You see, we’ve always taken pride that our instructors aren't just amazing with women, they also have amazing insights and the best techniques for making the information available to you. They’re the best at breaking things down so that literally any man can achieve mastery with women.

In our workshops, they consistently achieve amazing results. But, still there is something that gets to all of them. It may sound silly, but the most difficult thing is when the workshop ends and we send the men back into the world on his own.

My instructors all have years of experience refining their skills with women. Each one could write an entire encyclopedia from what they’ve found in their own lives. And, no matter how much we teach, and no matter how much we are transforming lives with our Art of Attraction and Art of Rapport workshops… the instructors still want to teach more! We want to save you the years of effort and struggle that many of us have known. We want to give you everything we've got and make sure that you get it.

Every so often, we get together and we talk about our newest, latest, greatest ideas for pickup and relationships. We trade ideas about what we’re working on now. We even built the pickup lounge forums so people could continue to grow and share with each other. And, I've got instructors constantly asking me to add more to the workshops, to extend the length of Art of Attraction, or to somehow warp time so we can fill the Art of Attraction with even more exercises and even more opportunities for direct feedback. Well, I can't warp time.

But, something amazing started to happen. Workshop graduates started coming to me, asking if they could take Art of Attraction again. They knew that there was so much valuable information in it the first time that they'd be bound to get more from repeating it. And, I knew we had found the solution. Instead of sending them back to The Art of Attraction - why not create a new class to bring them all together and take it to the next level.

And, that's was the beginning of The Advanced Tactics workshop (for Art of Attraction graduates only). Another three full days refreshing everything you learned in AoA and taking it one giant step further.

Discover How To...

* Go light years beyond approach anxiety and begin working the room for real. You’ll gain the ability to light up any room and bring life to any social situation (sparking the interest of all the women in the room along the way)

* Convey magnetic sexuality. Women will turn into wild animals clawing for more.

* Master the art of Eye Contact and learn to speak without saying anything at all. Your eyes can be your most powerful tool for creating instant chemistry with a woman. When you begin to use your eyes, you can do less and get more results

* Banter like a champion. We've got advanced banter exercises that were too much for Art of Attraction. We didn't want anyone getting hurt, so we saved them for the advanced class. You will internalize the core of banter, so that it will become part of your lifestyle and simply part of who you are.

* Get girls seducing you. This is when the magic happens - when you sit back and watch them chase you. (you'll learn when to make a move, and also when to shut up and wait). We'll have to be teaching a class for the women after this!

* And more... There's one exercise so transformative and so shocking that I can't even write about it here. And, the guys who have done it have been sworn to secrecy, so don't try to ask them either

Your Personal Next Step

Above and beyond the action packed schedule we have planned for you, there will also be time set aside for personalized attention to your goals. Whatever you feel is the next step in your game, we’ll sit down and tailor to your needs. And, if you don't know what you're next step is, we'll help you find it. This is where PickUp 101 really shines. We're known for our personalized attention and ability to find the attractive qualities in every Man.

This workshop is only for graduates of the Art of Attraction workshop, so everyone in the room has the basic understandings down. This creates a master-mind like atmosphere where the rate of learning increases and the results go through the roof.

You may have gotten some amazing results and still you're wanting more. Or maybe you've hit an infamous "plateau" and want to refresh and sharpen your skills. No matter what, it's a life long process of gaining more understanding of women and there's never a bad time to take the next step.

We've only taught this workshop once before, but the students had a lot to say...

"You guys have done such a phenomenal job that I don’t know if there’s anything else like this on the market. It’s just beyond what I could imagine. You guys cover new territory. Stuff that I could only imagine that the best people could do and I didn’t know how it was all possible. You guys have brought me this, so that the average person can actually learn this."

Paul - Chicago, IL

There's more. You can check out the video and all of the reviews on our website here:
http://pickup101.com/advancedtactics

Upcoming San Francisco Date - This Weekend! November 30 - December 2, 2007.

This workshop is popular, but only for the very dedicated. Therefore, we're only going to be hosting it once or twice per year in San Francisco and in New York. Miss out on this opportunity, and you'll be waiting around until next year. This is your last chance to sign up for 2007.

One on One with Lance Mason...

To help build momentum for this new workshop, I'll be coming in to instruct you at the upcoming San Francisco date. My coaching rate is $1000 per hour, but I'll be all yours as we go through the exercises together.

I'm looking forward to meeting you there. So now it's up to you. Follow this link for more information and to sign up now.
http://pickup101.com/advancedtactics

To your Advanced Success with Women,

Lance Mason

Who's In Your Tribe?

2007-11-17T11:34:00.000-08:00

I've always enjoyed taking a look at social dynamics from a tribal point of view. 6.6 Billion People on one planet. One really big tribe?

I walk into a bar. Who are these people? Who are they sitting in their little groups, drinking their spirits, claiming their territory?

Is it a tribal gathering at the local watering hole? In fact, it often seems much different.

I remember when I first stepped foot into a bar, it looked much different. It looked like one big tribe that I wasn't a part of. I saw it as one group of people, and I was outside of it. There were the tribal leaders who looked intimidating, the hot fertile women of the tribe (who also looked intimidating), and a certain culture of the tribe - which I didn't understand.

As I grew more comfortable and really began to look around, I saw it differently again. I began to see a meeting of the tribes. Each tribe stakes territory in one area of the bar. Sometimes a tribe will find out that they know someone from another tribe, and the two will merge together. Sometimes the leader of one tribe will fight the leader of another.

And, then there were the rebels. The ones who look beyond the tribal boundaries and would talk to anyone. Daring and bold, they sought out to merge the tribes (or maybe simply to steal women from the tribe of another)

But, I continued to grow, and I moved past even this. In fact, I ended up in much the same place as where I started. I began to see it once again as a single tribe.

It's my tribe. These are my people.

I walk into a bar and I see my fellow San Franciscans. I see people, doing people things and living people lives. And, it's not just San Francisco either, after traveling the world teaching workshops, I've begun to feel at home everywhere.

What approach anxiety exists when I'm talking to my tribe? What hesitation could possibly be there then?

Not everyone is nice to me, sure. Not everyone welcomes me into their conversation. But, these cases are rare and seem almost insignificant.

I don't really enjoy bars and clubs much. I never really have. I go there because that's where the people are. And, I've spent less time there recently. Going to bars and clubs is not a necessary step in your improvement. But, being social is. Diving into social situations and joining in the game will bring you growth beyond just your relationships with women.

So, next time you go to a social event. Ask yourself, how do you see these people? Who are they? Is this your tribe?

Quick Life Update

2007-11-14T19:51:00.000-08:00

I heard one of you out there in cyberspace thought maybe I was dead.

Yeah, it's true, I haven't been posting lately. It's too bad too because I've been up to all sorts of crazy adventures. Perhaps I should get back to it again. I've got some amazing insights to share.

For now, just watch this cool video of me. I loved it when I saw it. They did an awesome job editing it and actually made me look funny. Regis Philbin watch out!

I love you guys!

-Daniel

She's Already Gone...

2007-09-25T13:40:00.000-07:00

Talking with a friend recently, he told me about reading "A Book of Five Rings". He said it's written by some samurai who won a whole lot or something. It sounds cool. I want to read it. For now, I'll just comment on what I'm told.

Apparently, this samurai would go into every battle believing "I'm already dead."

Thus, he was completely detached from outcome. Completely unattached to getting anything or winning anything. He knew that death was inevitable eventually, and so he fought with no fear of death.

It reminded me of a poster my step mom has in her kitchen. She hangs it behind her favorite wine glasses, and it reads:
"I know this glass is already broken, so I enjoy it incredibly.'" (an old Buddhist quote)

So, what am I saying? Samurai? Buddhists?

Well, it's probably some advanced level shit, but...

"I know this woman is already gone from my life, so I enjoy her incredibly."

I know I'm already dead.

Feel the desire. Feel the passion. Feel your love for women and especially your love for that special one that really catches your eye. And feel that she is already gone, and you have nothing to hold onto. All you have is the moment.

That's what I've been meditating on lately, so I thought I'd share.

-Daniel

The "Wake Up!" of Break Ups

2007-09-24T18:52:00.000-07:00

I was just came across a question on the PickUp Lounge asking about the how to best break up with a woman. It's a question I've heard a lot, but it also seems to get downplayed. People act like it's not important. Getting her in bed is important, but what to do next often gets neglected.

Although I haven't written the full story (there's a lot to it). I rather liked my response, so I'm reposting it for you all here:

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If a breakup isn't painful, then the relationship probably wasn't that great to begin with. As my buddy Captain Jack put so eloquently "Love and pain are inseparable."

You don't need to suffer the emotions, you don't need to be a victim of drama. But, you also don't want to fall into the typically male trap of wanting it to be emotionless. A breakup shouldn't be emotionless.

A breakup is a wonderful opportunity (yes, hear me out)... a wonderful opportunity for both you and her to deal with the reality of life. Part of life is loss and change. Not a moment goes by that the world isn't changing.

If we think of a relationship or a breakup as the manifestation of this change - we could think of it like a hurricane. Feminine energy is like the wild winds of the hurricane, and masculine energy is like the quiet stillness in the middle.

Women will naturally have a million emotions come up for them as you are breaking up. At some points they may be furious with you, at some points very seductive, some points almost non-existent and non-communicative, and on and on... They are fully embodying the emotions of the moment. This is beautiful and this is what makes women so phenomenal.

Naturally, you will have emotions come up too, as no one is purely masculine or purely feminine. However, in the masculine role, you are like the stillness in the center of it all. You allow yourself to fully experience the emotions and fully acknowledge them, but you don't get swept away trying to change it or fix it, etc.

So the opportunity for you is to get rocked to your very core and become aware of where "that sense of control/security seems to waver." That's exactly the point, and that's why it's so great that you've noticed this.

The first thing to notice is that you procrastinate and delay the inevitable. This is the kind of thing that will cause unneeded suffering in a breakup. You may notice - where else you procrastinate and delay the inevitable in your life? You probably procrastinate on a daily basis, and in this moment of breaking up that procrastination becomes even more clear.

That feeling you hate and that you try to avoid... it is inevitable. But, the suffering comes from your resistance to it. So, I'm glad you want to take it on and throw away your procrastination. Congrats.

The actual techniques for breaking up can be taught and I hope you get some good tips here and elsewhere. And, the main thing to remember is to maintain your integrity and don't run away from or try to avoid the reality of it all. You may even have to be constantly checking in with yourself to make sure you're not trying to take the easy way out. Because no matter what, the breakup (And the relationship too) will never fit some cookie cutter mold of "casual" or "serious." It will simply be what it is. And, it may require something of you that you never even knew you could do.

Above all, this isn't a "stupid sticking point." And, it's not something to try to solve. I think that's why the pickup community hasn't found a good solution - because there is no solution. It's like trying to find a solution to death.

"Hey guys, I'm trying to find an ebook on the best way to deal with dying. Any ideas?"

OK, maybe it's not that extreme. Life does go on after a breakup. But, when a woman whom you loved deeply stops answering your calls and stops contacting you at all - it often feels like she's the same as dead. And that will hurt. And it goes the same for her.

Hope that gives some more insight. And again, I'm happy to know that you're facing this challenge as a man.

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For more great guidance on relationships and understanding women, I invite you to join me in one of our upcoming workshops. Or drop me an email about private coaching.

-Daniel

Phoenix, AZ - Bring Us To Your Hometown!!!

2007-09-10T16:43:00.000-07:00

Dear Phoenix Arizona,

Hello. How Are You? Long time no see. (well, actually, never seen. I haven't yet visited your beautiful town)

Well, I've got a good news for you... maybe. You see, Alexandra and I recently got back from the Los Angeles PickUp Artist's Summit. And, we fuckin' rocked the crowd. And, in my humble opinion, we are nothing short of the World's Best Teaching Duo to ever hit the pickup world. Yes, we're on fire!

Guys keep coming up to me full of praises for Alexandra and blown away that there is finally such a sharp, intelligent (and hot!) woman teaching real-world pickup advice. Really, it's just crazy the kind of feedback I get.

And, well, me... you know how awesome I am :)

So, we want to keep the momentum going. We can't just let the train stop here. We are ready to go out and kick some ass coaching more men to be the most super-attractive version of themselves.

And Phoenix, my good friend, you are next on our list. (The Women of Phoenix won't know what hit them.)

BUT... oh so sad news... it may not be!

Right now, we've only got a couple students signed up - and that's not gonna pay the bills for both of us.

The deal is... We need at least ONE MORE student. That's it! One More of you beautiful citizens of the town of Phoenix. The moment you sign up - we'll buy our plane tickets and be on our way.

In Fact, I know how much value you guys will get from our ONLY female instructor. I know what a kick ass team we make, so I am committed to making this happen. And, what I'm going to do is give you guys a special offer.

I'm giving you guys a special gift if you sign up. This special bonus offer isn't available anywhere else. ONLY for you, Phoenix. And, trust me, it will be a worthwhile gift.

So, if you're even slightly slightly interested... send me an email. And, send me an email NOW to find out the details of this Special Offer.

Daniel@PickUp101.com

The workshop is September 28-30, so there's no time to wait. Let's get you signed up, and let's make this dream duo a reality.

[Now, if you happen to have read this far and you're name isn't Phoenix, AZ... well maybe we can come to your town too. Maybe. If you can put together a group of guys who want to learn from the best, then we'll try to make it happen. So, you can send me an email too.]

OK, Phoenix. I hope all is well with you. I hope your ladies are smiling and your men are satisfied. And, most of all... I hope to see you soon.

Sincerely,

Daniel Johnson

Step Up Your Style - Fashion Contest

2007-09-02T22:25:00.000-07:00

Caught again by the paparrazi, this time I brought Alexandra to one of Donovan's fashion contest parties. She was determined to win, and unsurprisingly, she did...

Check out all the photos of us (and see Alexandra's whole outfit) on Donovan's Website

Now, she better buy me dinner with all that cash she just won ;)

I'm Going To Stockholm!!!

2007-08-01T17:57:00.000-07:00

I'm going to Sweden to explore my Viking roots. This kicks ass!

I'll be there August 13-16. And, I'm hoping to see the town and flirt with lovely Swedish ladies.

If you live in Stockholm (or know someone who does), and you want some coaching, I'd love to do some coaching while I'm there. It'd be a great chance for one-on-one coaching in a city where we will probably not be doing any workshops anytime soon. PU101 Stockholm? Not just yet.

But, while I'm there, I could be all yours. Drop me an email at daniel@pickup101.com

Yeaah!!! Sweden here I come!

Earth, Air, Fire, Water

2007-07-30T13:03:00.000-07:00

Our Ancestors knew what it took to grow and change and transform yourself in the world. In fact, self transformation is as old as the Pheonix who flew into the Sun. All they had to do was look around to see how nature changed with the cycles of life. Transformation was accepted as part of being alive.

A few days ago, I got together with some friends for an old ritual at Ocean Beach. It was time for letting go and moving on.

Four of us met at the cold windy parking lot of Ocean Beach, each with something that we wanted to let go of in our life. The only rule was that if you were going to show up - you had to participate.

Earth
In preperation we had all written down onto little cards the things that we wanted to let go of. One of the guys even brought a symbol that represented his situation. This was the first step in getting clear on what it is that we wanted to release.

We walked down onto the beach just as the sun was setting. And, there we started a small campfire. There was a restlessness of what would happen next, but there was also a comraderie growing as we all saw the same things in each others eyes.

Air
Standing by the fire, we all had our turn to speak into the air what it was that we wanted to let go of. One man talked while the others listened. With the words, the feelings were also released into the air - surrounding us all in a cloud of emotion.

Fire
And then, at our own pace, we each dropped our note cards into the fire. We dropped our past into the fire. Letting go. Watching them burn.

As I saw my first notecard, I even felt the fire take over my body. It was like an explosion going up my spine.

Water
One by one our cards were turned to ash. Mine burned last as I stayed by the fire.
But, when the ashes dissapeared, it was time for the last step.

We stripped our clothes off and headed for the frosty 55 degree San Francisco Ocean.

Feeling the fire, I ran all the way. The tide was out, so it was a long run. And, I didn't stop running until I was submerged under the crashing waves - completely out of breath.

The water cleansed our spirits and brought us back for a new beginning. I even looked up at the moon as I walked out of the water and felt myself refreshed and more alive.

So, you may think I'm crazy. Or, you may be like "umm... wasn't this supposed to be dating tips?" Well, yes you're right on both counts.

What does this have to do with you and your dating life? Well, maybe not much. But, I am curious if you've got something to let go of.

The obvious thing you may perhaps possibly want to let go of is an ex-girlfriend? perhaps?

I can't tell you how many guys I've seen hanging on to a memory of what used to be.

Or, maybe you want to let go of something more subtle. Maybe it's your old self-image - the old guy who couldn't get girls. It's not you anymore!

Or maybe you want to let go of some anger and resentment toward women. Shame or embarrasement? Pain or hurt?

Maybe you finally want to give up that front you've been putting on in an attempt to impress women. Maybe you want to let go of that mask that has actually been holding you back.

Whatever it is, I'm sure you can think of something. Or maybe it doesn't have anything to do with women. But, I'm here letting you know that I support you in letting go. You don't have to get crazy and run into the ocean naked under the moonlight. That might not be your style. Although, I'm guessing that if you've read this far, you're probably at least tempted.

However you decide to let go, remember this one thing:

The best part of letting go is that it opens you up to something new. You have to empty out the vessel before you can fill it up again.

Live and Love

-Daniel

My First Gig!

2007-07-27T14:53:00.000-07:00

You may remember a while back, I put up a post about our new turntables.

Well, I knew nothing about DJing at the time. And, in just about 6 months, I'm now a professional DJ *pat on back*.

Yes, I got my first gig. I was nervous like a little school girl. The truth is that I actually don't know anything about DJing, I just like music a lot and I like playing it. I wasn't the best ever, but I had a lot of fun, and everyone seemed to like it. They were dancing and smiling and complimenting me. And, the woman who set it up asked me to do it again sometime. Sweet!

What was the coolest thing though is how I didn't even have to work at it to get a gig. In fact, I didn't even want to do it. But, it fell in my lap. How did I set it up? Well, I just like to play with my turntables at home, and a friend saw how much I liked it. So, when her friend asked for a DJ suggestion, it all came back to me.

That's how the world goes around. Most jobs, most connections, in fact most relationships or girlfriends even (for the normal world outside the "pickup" community)... most connections are made through friends of friends. This is how humans work. We are social beings. The more social you are, the more money you will make, and the more sex you'll get. It's just a fact.

So, since we're talking about dating tips here, I'll make the connection more specific.

I got the job because I love playing music, and I have a large social network of people who know that about me. If you want girls, all you have to do is love flirting with them and have a large social network of people who know that about you. They'll think of you as the fun social guy who women love, and they'll invite you everywhere.

There's people all over struggling to meet cool women or get fun jobs, etc. While there's other people who get women and money thrown at them so much that they have to turn it down sometimes. What's the difference? Well, one clear difference is the people in their life and the relationships they have with them. Not just the girls, but all the people in their life who WANT to hook them up.

You can do it too!

It Rocked My World

2007-07-11T15:04:00.000-07:00

Here's a video of me talking about my friends at the Authentic Man Program. They do amazing work.

In the video you can tell that they really rocked my world. I don't think I even really knew what the hell was going on because they asked me to do a testimonial about 10 seconds after I had just finished getting my bell rung by one of their AMP women.

Check them out at
Authentic Man Program

Women Love It! - Read What She Says...

2007-07-03T15:02:00.000-07:00

When I went to Australia last year, I met this really cute girl named Hitomi. We really hit it off and when I returned to Australia a few months later, she hung out with me and the PickUp 101 crew while we enjoyed Melbourne. I even invited her to our 2 hour intro seminar, and what was really awesome is that she actually learned something from my seminar. It actually helped her build confidence! I thought that was pretty cool, so I asked her to write about her experience, and here it is to share with you guys. (English isn't her first language, so I really appreciate that she wrote so much). Enjoy!

"I had a strange experience that I went to the PickUp 101 seminar which was about attracting women with Senior Instructor Daniel Johnson. I met Daniel in Melbourne and I’m going to write my story of meeting him and what I saw at the seminar.

About Daniel, this was the second time I had met him. The first time we met was in front of the Library in Melbourne, Australia. I was studying at the time, and had just stepped out of the building to smoke. Then he appeared to talk to me, surprisingly friendly. His behavior made me think that I had known him somehow before, but of course I had not. We talked for a while. I don’t even remember what we were talking about, so it must have been insignificant stuff. At first, Daniel seemed like such a weird guy because he was so friendly to a complete stranger. And, also I usually don’t think of myself as cute or sexy. I thought maybe he didn’t have any friends in Australia, so he just wanted to talk to anybody or maybe he just loves talking crazily. But I thought he was a fun guy and I thought maybe I would see him at some point in the future. So, we exchanged our phone numbers, even though I didn’t really expect to actually meet him again.

After he left Melbourne, he sent me emails about how life was going and he mentioned that he was coming back to Melbourne so we should catch up. It was really weird also, because he wanted to keep in touch with a stranger who he met just for a few seconds. So this time was the second time I had met him.

I met him in the busy street in the city. I didn’t remember his face clearly so I almost missed him, but I could recognize him by his eyebrow piercing. He was with his friend who had just broken up with his girlfriend recently… Anyway, the three of us went to his room to talk and they mentioned what they are doing as business. Then I sort of understood why Daniel was so friendly and really good at having conversation. But I really wasn’t that interested in the business. Also I met some more of his coworkers from the U.S. Honestly, I thought “are these guys really teaching how to attract women…no way” But I said to myself I don’t even get Daniel so it is not a good idea to judge them. So, let’s sort of wait and see, and possibly something interesting would turn up. We had some drinks at night but I had trouble understanding the guys, not only because of my lack of English language skills, but also I had no idea about them and who the hell were they. But I didn’t care about it again. I’m always trying to not think too much, so I just let my mind go. Did something interesting turn up that night? Yes. I had a great time with Daniel. And I got to enjoy the beer and discover some cool bars in Brunswick Street too.

A few days later Daniel invited me to the seminar to look around. I thought it was a good chance to see something new that I didn’t know much about, and I got interested in these dating coaches. So I went there not knowing quite what to expect. There were lots of guys who were instructors and students. I was expecting the students would be sort of tacky guys and obviously having problems with women. But they appeared to be not like what I expected. They just looked like normal guys.
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At the seminar what I strongly remember is Daniel talked about the importance of being confident and using body language. Also these were main points in the seminar.
I had never thought about what is being confident. Also I had never been very confident. Firstly I thought the idea was very simple but pretty difficult to do. Because I think Daniel said that being confident was seperate from your career, specialties or background.

Lots of people might say that somebody who has confidence is not attractive because he/she can be seen as too arrogant. I think arrogant confidence is always with careers or something. Also, I think truly nobody hates people who have confidence as long as they are not too arrogant. Extremely speaking, if there were two doctors who have exactly the same skills, one has confidence and is good at talking but another one doesn’t have confidence. Definitely the confident doctor will succeed in his job.

After the seminar I was thinking a lot about being confident. Having confidence is much more important than I thought, and I would say if you don’t have confidence in yourself, it could be that you are denying what you have been doing so far. Also I think having confidence is kind of a proof of who I am and sometimes showing people that I am sociable. Being confident is a really effective way to build relationships, not only with girls but also with anybody in a lot of situations.

During the seminar, I really liked the part of showing movies taken by a hidden camera in which Daniel picked up girls in a bar. It showed how having confidence works out well. Of course it will need lots of effort. Daniel, in the movie, was perfect at picking up girls, not only his smooth talking but he also made girls smile a lot.

Finally, in my case, this is what I learned from the seminar. First, I didn’t like to party. I was very shy and I was not talkative because I had never had confidence.
But, a few weeks after Daniel’s seminar, I had my friend’s birthday party in Melbourne and there were many people who I didn’t know. I used to not try talking with them but this time I tried a bit actively. And it went pretty well and some people tried to talk to me too. I found again if I don’t speak, people would not try to speak to me. So I was trying to make the atmosphere to attract people.

In fact, I don’t want to praise Daniel too much because I don’t know him well and I’m writing my point of view after seeing the seminar just once. However I really want to say his coaching was remarkable and the seminar was great. There is a lot of possibility to change your life from Daniel’s coaching.

(Thank you for inviting me to your seminar. I had a good time there and I learned the importance of having confidence.)

- Hitomi

Paparazzi Strikes Again!

2007-07-02T13:04:00.000-07:00

I found this picture of me on the Napkin Nights Website. I met these two girls at happy hour in SF. We went out for Italian food afterward. The one in the middle was crying in Hristiyan's arms by the end of the evening. It wasn't even a romantic thing, but he just opened her up in an unbelievable way. Beautiful to watch.

The cutie on the right liked my beard. Yep... three cheers for facial hair!

Teleseminar - Taking Your Game To The Next Level!

2007-06-07T19:28:00.000-07:00

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Now what?

Well, it's time to take your game to the next level.

I've been working with PickUp 101 for over 2 years now, and I'm still amazed to find my skills with women constantly improving. I still get better and better results with hotter and happier women - all the time.

And the more I improve, the more I see how this is really a life long process. All of us, we're on a journey to be the best Man we can possibly be. And, we know that it doesn't just stop with one 3 day weekend.

At the same time, we all know what it's like to get distracted from the path. For those of you who made some amazing changes, but now find yourself at a plateau - this is definitely the call for you! For those who are happy where you're at, but know there can be more - you wont want to miss this.

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Talk to you soon!

Burning Karma

2007-06-05T11:16:00.000-07:00

PickUp Chicks and Find Your Deeper Purpose.

I just started reading David Deida's The Way Of The Superior Man. Wow, what an awesome read (and I'm only on page 20). I hope to put up a full review here at some point.

Anyway, one of his ideas seemed very pertinent to my last post. He talked about it as "burning through karma".

Basically, what he's talking about is moving from one goal to the next in a constant movement toward your life's deepest purpose. However, sometimes we are sidetracked by our "karma" and get caught up in lesser purposes.

If we look at the case of pickup, those lesser purposes may be things like:
-Get revenge on past hurt
-Fuck lots of girls
-Get hotter and hotter girls

Those are all our "karma" so to speak. And, we have to burn through those first on our way to discovering our higher purposes, and ultimately the deepest purpose which really drives us as men.

I wanted to share it as another perspective (eloquently presented) to reflect on the last post I put up.

Here is a short quote from what he's talking about:

A man must be prepared to give 100% to his purpose, fulfill his karma or dissolve it, and then let go of that specific form of living... These cycles of strong specific action followed by periods of not knowing what the hell is going on are natural for a man who is shedding layers of karma in his relaxation into truth.

You will expericne layer after layer of purposes, each one getting closer and closer to the fullness of your deeper purpose. It is as if your deepest purpose is at the center of your being, and it is surrounded by layers of concentric circles, each circle being a lesser purpose. Your life consists of penetrating each circle, from the outside twoard the center.

The outer purposes (Daniels note: outer purposes like proving yourself, or revenge for a broken heart) are often purposes you have inherited or learned from your parents and your childhood experiences.

However, you probably are not living your deepest purpose yet. You probably need to burn off the karma, or fulfill the need, of the present purpose by which you are fascinated and distracted. It's easy to feel disappointed by life; success is never as fulfilling as you think it is going to be. But there is a reason for this. Successfully completing a lesser purpose doesn't feel very good for very long, because it is simply preperation for advancing toward a greater embodiment of your deeper purpose. Each purpose, each mission, is meant to be fully lived to the point where it becomes empty, boring and uesless. Then it should be discarded. This is a sign of growth, but you may mistake it for a sign of failure.

This is a great perspective for those who get caught up in the "game" of pickup. Guys will think that they want to get something like 30 second makeouts in bars, etc. But, once they achieve it the goal seems empty, boring and useless. That is the point.

Burn through your karma and get closer to your deeper purpose for wanting success with women. Then, burn through your desire for success with women, to a deeper purpose with life as a whole. All along the way, you will grow and change and become a more Superior Man.

Are You Playing Games?

2007-06-04T19:53:00.000-07:00

What is "Game"? Are you in the game? Is the game playing you?

I met a cute girl recently who took the time to check out my blog. She had some interesting comments to share about her experience with "game", and I wanted to share them with you all. (Remember, this is coming from a woman who has never seen a workshop or never heard about any of this. It's just her experience, being a single woman).

She writes...

For some reason, my single friends, though moreso my single male friends, are obsessed with getting "game," having quality "game," getting tips on "game" - the whole bit. I haven't had these conversations for ages, having been out of the "game" for a bit. but some lessons you don't forget.

Here are basics that everyone should know about "game." "game" has never been, and will never be about, love. "game" is rarely even about attraction or sex. i truly believe that anyone who thinks that "game" is about any of these things is fooling him/herself.

"Game" is an exercise that one goes through in one's own maturation. "game" is generally
(1) a reaction to a broken heart - where you're ultimately trying to (a) prove yourself so strong and attractive to others to compensate for your own vulnerability, in other words a power play or (b) take revenge on others for your own pain,
(2) an attempt to compensate for your own self-doubt regarding your attractiveness to the opposite (or same as the case may be) gender, again proving to yourself that you are attractive or
(3) trying to make yourself "the man/woman" for social reasons (or to comply with what you think is the social norm), again usually related to (2) - trying to compensate for your own insecurities. there are other reasons out there - everyone's different - but these are the big ones that come to mind.

Singles romanticize the concept of "game" - they feel like having more of it will somehow bring them happiness. "game" brings with it a frenetic excitement, happiness that is fleeting. it takes a short time (though longer for some) to realize that that happiness is empty. what you actually get over the long run, and only if you're lucky, is a coming to terms with your own demons, comfort with who you are, where you fit in the world. if you're unlucky, you get cynicism and lose your innocence. nothing is special or unique and life becomes boring. nothing is worth fighting for because ultimately, everything and everyone seems replaceable. and if you play for too long, you're programmed to reject real emotional intimacy - you know how to pretend, but pretending can only get you so far. and for some, it becomes so much a part of them, they cannot really ever settle down with a partner - if they tried, most would end up cheating anyway - they're far too used to the fast -paced lifestyle that's become interwoven in their being.

...So, Why is there such mystique around the concept of "game"? ... i'm not sure... maybe it's because people who don't have it like to romanticize it - like how people who aren't lawyers often romanticize being a lawyer because they don't understand how much it sucks. or maybe because most people have those demons and would like to work them out... and are so focused on them that they can't see the costs. or maybe it's... the allure of the highs, like the highs you get from a drug. after all, why do we all love vegas?

Awesome insights from a girl who's obviously seen her fair share of the singles scene.

What's funny is that for many years, I never even knew that things like this existed. I was so far out of the singles scene, that none of this existed in my reality. You may feel the same, and you may even be thinking "wow, why on Earth would anybody want that?"

However, for some of you this may hit closer to home. And, that's why I felt compelled to post. If any of the above sounds like you, it may be time to re-evaluate: why are you in this? What do you really want?

What we need is some solid advice, and some solid guidance. Unfortunately, as she continues in her post, the only advice this woman seems to give is to just "not have game."

But, for many guys that means loneliness, frustration, and eventually settling for second best. Yikes! We certainly don't want that either!

So, what is the solution? Well, that's what PickUp 101 is all about. That's why we've got workshops, and DVDs and all the info. It turns out there's a hell of a lot to it.

But, for a really simple start. I want to take my friends insights and turn them around into something powerful that we can all use as a guide.

Let's take a second look

(1) Heal a Broken Heart.
The end of a relationship can be an intensely powerful experience. Instead of trying to react to that intensity or run from it, figure out how you can use it to inspire you forward into the future. Often, this can be the best motivation for improving yourself and your ability to create and maintain relationships (when used in a positive light). Turn the intensity back on yourself to see how you can grow and learn from the experience.

(2) Conquer Your Self-Doubt
One of the best things about women and relationships is that they really challenge us to be truly confident. Ultimately, confidence isn't something that you can fake. You must face the demons and come out the other side stronger.

One of the most powerful exercises for me has been to actually tackle these demons head on by asking difficult questions like: "At my very core, in my heart... Am I creepy? Am I ugly? Am I unworthy?" etc... etc... over and over. And, every time, I answer confidently "No." And, again "No"... No, there is nothing wrong with me. At my core, I am lovable and loving. This much I truly believe.

And, then every time any doubts or insecurities come up that are inconsistent with who I am at my very core... I simply let them go. They are not me, they were incorrect beliefs I picked up somewhere along the road of life. And, now it's time to let them go.

(3) Be The Man You Were Born To Be.
Instead of trying to act like "the man" or prove to others that you are "the man"... Just fuckin' BE A MAN. Of course, this is a long process. This is life. The process of fully living life as a Man. This is ultimately why I teach this stuff, and why I study it myself.

This goes beyond getting beautiful women, or even money, fame or anything like that. It's about knowing that you are here living your purpose in life. Knowing that you are the master of your domain. What could be more satisfying than that?

Real Game
This is the real game of life. This is the game of becoming the best You possible.

When you go out and meet women, whether at a bar or at the bookstore, remember what it's really all about. A night out making progress in the three areas above will be thousands of times more powerful to your "game" than any cool pickup line or tactic. Even if you don't bring a woman home, even if you don't even talk to any women... If you sincerely take even the smallest step toward healing yourself and becoming the Man you want to be, then it is a huge success!

Tale of Romance - He Said / She Said

2007-05-30T09:31:00.000-07:00

Here's a spicy story from last March. Alexandra and I wrote it together about a week after meeting, but I've been waiting to post it. Finally, here it is...

DANIEL:
Ever since Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan, it’s been every man’s dream of finding romance in Seattle (ok, well maybe kinda). But when I signed up to lead the Art of Rapport Workshop there, I certainly hoped to give that fiction tale a run for its money. I aimed to create some non-fiction adventures of my own.

As the workshop approached, everything fell into place. Instructors, Workshop participants, hotel rooms, and yes… Supergirls. There was one girl in particular who was planning to sit through the entire workshop. She was so amazed by what we do and how we do it, that she wanted to actually observe the entire process. When she asked to attend, it sounded cool, so I sent her the info. But soon after our email exchange, I promptly forgot that we’d even invited her.

ALEXANDRA:
Thursday night: I was very stressed. My boyfriend of a year and a half tells me that if I attend the Pickup 101 Art Of Rapport class over the weekend, our relationship is OVER! He was begging me not to go. Strange premonition on his part? It shows - don’t focus on things that you don’t want to happen. But here is the truth. This on and off relationship had been on shaky ground for a long time, and it was time for me to move on. I stood there in front of him and thought about it... pickup class or boyfriend? Without hesitation I said, “Sorry, I have too much of life to live and this is something I can’t miss.” I had helped out at the Seattle Art of Attraction a few months earlier, and my desire to go back for a second time was so strong that nothing could have stopped me. The classes are too cool! No turning back now.

Friday morning: I wake up early thinking the class was starting at 10am. I throw something casual on, didn’t think too much about it and was out the door. I arrive to find out, no one was there and the class didn’t start until 3.

I arrive back at the hotel at 2:30, thinking I’ll be early!! It’s always nice to be early, right? No one was there! The class didn’t start until 4:30. It was a long wait. 4:25pm rolls around and all of the students had arrived but no instructors. The students all said, “Well you’ll just have to teach the class!” Would the anticipation ever end?

Prior to the class, I had gotten a heads up that the instructors from the AoA class were not going to be there this time. It was mentioned that some guy named Dan or Daniel would be coming instead. So naturally, I wanted to research this guy and see what he was all about. When I got on the PickUp 101 website... I couldn’t figure out if it was the Dan with the pictures of nude women or the Daniel sandwiched between 3 playboy bunnies. I had no clue which one I was getting.

DANIEL:
Friday afternoon, and start time rolled around. I walked into the conference room and saw the faces of 7 smiling, eager students. Fantastic! And, there she was… one girl. “Oh yeah,” I remembered, “She’s going to be helping us out. Cool.”

She had been hired for our last trip to Seattle. And, when I saw her, my first thought was “Cool… whoever is hiring the girls is doing their job right.” She was hot. Sexy hot. Dark hair, slim body, sweet smile. Her name was Alexandra. Fantastic… the students would be happy to have her around. It was clear right away.

I introduced myself to everyone in the room in quite a hurry to get things set up. There was no time for special hellos for anyone – we had work to do. In the rush, I can’t say that her and I really clicked right away. All I was thinking about was that she’d probably be a real benefit for the students. Her demeanor toward me was nothing special. Polite, sure, but that’s about it. Let the workshop begin!

ALEXANDRA:
The instructors arrived; when I first saw Daniel nothing drew my attention. As a matter a fact, when I looked at all of the instructors sitting there, I thought, “What a duddy group!” Daniel shook my hand in a very nonchalant manner. This is the guy that attracts sexy bunnies?? I see.

There was no spark here.

Daniel starts to give the “Get these guys ready to rumble talk.” What the hell? Maybe it’s just a guy thing, but there he is, in all his glory saying over and over again,
“Are you guys excited?”
“Yeahhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Are you guys pumped??!”
“Hell yeahhhhhhhh!” …as they waved their hands in the air.

I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and I couldn’t help but think “I’m in for a long weekend.”

DANIEL:
We started the class, and it came time for introductions. When Alexandra’s turn came around, I listened to her story and started to see that there was a lot going on with this girl. Not only did she believe in helping other guys, but she also saw the potential to help and improve herself. Very cool. I liked hearing her attitude, and actually began to see how she was really a very gentle and sensitive woman. A woman with her own journey in life, and her own stumbling blocks and her own strengths. It may sound cheesy, but I actually felt a lot of connection in that introduction, that in a lot of ways my life wasn’t so different from hers.

At that point I started to think that we’d probably make a good couple. And, that she would certainly be thrilled about me. I started to plot how I might make my moves on her. It wouldn’t be easy because we were in these quite unusual work conditions, and I had a very involved job to do. Not to mention the fact that she knows what I do and was inevitably going to call me on it.

ALEXANDRA:
I was sitting there off to the side when the introduction was finished, and Daniel came over to talk to me. I felt like he was coming over to try and figure out more about me. We made very casual conversation, he bantered with me once in a while and I just bantered back. I couldn’t tell if this was pickup technique or just being natural. (You never know at a pickup 101 class.) In the back of my mind I was wondering, “Is this person for real?” It’s actually a true worry of mine. You picture these guys traveling from city to city picking up 10 million girls and the only logical thought is, “It’s just a game for them.”

DANIEL:
It’s funny because guys ask me all the time “what happens if you get caught? What if they find out what you’re doing?” And the simple answer is “Whadya mean? If she catches me being my super fun sexy self?” The point is that tricks and tactics are really useless in the long game of life. It’s situations like these where you are tested to really be yourself without any charades.

So, what did I do? Well, mostly, I just kept doing my thing and having fun. While there was one thing I was paying attention to: Kino. I started putting my arm around her shoulder, arm on her waist, playful touching. And, of course, the usual banter and teasing that I give to every girl. I looked around and noticed that I was really the only guy kinoing her much at all. And, I was also testing to see what I could get away with. How would she respond? How could I figure out what she was thinking about me? Pay attention to what her body communicates.

ALEXANDRA:
I’m on to these guys. I have read all of the books, listened to the David D. and Mystery interviews, read all of their blogs, watched the videos and there is only one concluding thought, “I better be one up on them.” I hate playing games, but I have to admit, I just played dumb like I had no idea that they have used the same line or technique on those 10 million other girls. Of all of the places not to meet a guy it would be a pickup class, let alone falling for the pickup instructor!

So there I was, in the same room with the famous Daniel Johnson. The day was half way over, and the students were making real progress. I must confess I was warming up to Daniel. Just a little... very little, but I was warming up none the less! I was intrigued by his natural ability to lead the class and his charismatic nature. Daniel really knew how to captivate an audience. He had genuine interest in helping each of the students.

Then suddenly this thought slipped into my head, “That’s kind of sexy.”

We continued to talk here and there and got to know each other little by little throughout the day. When the end of the day came, I remember he gave me a huge hug. He hugged me, and just kept squeezing me! I didn’t know why this guy was giving me such a friendly hug. I didn’t even know him. We hadn’t really built any deep connection, but there he was, not letting go.

DANIEL:
To top it off for Friday, I invited her out for drinks with all the instructors at night for some “teambuilding.” But, by the end of Friday’s class, there were still no signs that this was going anywhere, and she declined the invitation to the afterparty. Really, she was nice and all, but she wasn’t responding much. I knew that part of it was her apprehension to get involved with an instructor. I was sure that she’d be holding herself back so as not to risk looking like she’s throwing herself at us. I didn’t know where any of this would lead, but I did decide to tell the instructors that I kinda liked her – so no one would be stepping on each others’ toes.

So, no response - no worries. Seattle’s a great town, and the weekend was off to an awesome start. The students made a lot of progress with the rapport on Friday. And, by the end of the deep rapport story exercises, I was proud to see how much they had committed to the process. After finishing Friday night the instructors and I walked down the block for a drink and I flirted with the cute waitresses.

Saturday morning: we came back in, starting to feel a little “sleepless” after the travel and teaching of Friday. But, it’s exciting because Saturday is when we start the daygame fieldwork. So, I start the day with a pep talk. It’s exciting stuff, and knowing how much fun I have meeting women in everyday life, anytime, anywhere… I also knew how much the students would get out of the day’s activities. It’s such a good feeling when simply leaving the house becomes fun - a trip to the grocery store becomes fun, and seeing a woman walk by becomes an opportunity (not a frustration.)

Maybe it was my morning pep talk, or maybe it was a good night sleep, but after I finished and broke everyone up into exercises I gave Alexandra a big hug. I didn’t expect much, but in that hug I knew that it was on. She squeezed back in a very loving way, and I felt the warmth in my body. I liked this girl.

ALEXANDRA:
Saturday morning: Something was happening. The morning classes progressed and Daniel’s personality was becoming more and more attractive to me. I liked how he took charge of things, how he randomly gave me hugs, put his arm around me once in a while, and told me interesting stories. He seemed genuine, warm, sincere, polite, and fashionable.

It takes a lot for someone to catch my attention and it’s very rare that I meet someone I am attracted to. Without a doubt Daniel held an incredible aura and I was fascinated. It made me want to learn more about him. Right before my eyes he was becoming more attractive as the afternoon went on. Was this possible? Thoughts of spending time together and getting to know this guy would not leave my head. At the same time, this gnawing thought was still there. He is a nationally renowned pickup instructor. This is so wrong!

I was fighting with myself. Don’t do it... don’t do it Alexandra, you know better than this. And then you think, yeah right, like he really likes me. Yeah, I think I’m a real catch. But all these guys write about are hot babes coming down escalators and how easy it is to approach any one of them at any time. Here I am, he didn’t even have to find me on an escalator. I walked right into his lair.

I always wonder, after he meets these 10 million women, what kind of woman is really going to stand out to someone like Daniel Johnson and make his heart thump and make him think, “This is a girl I would like to date... or maybe marry one day?” Who would that person be? At this time in his life is he just trying to find the next hot girl of the day? I don’t want to be that to somebody. I’m too quality for that.

The reason I think all of this? Because I’m the female version of Daniel. I have a million guys running after me, and I’m always wondering, “Who is going to stop me in my tracks?”

This sudden revelation hits me as I’m watching Daniel in action teaching his class, “This guy is at the same level of confidence, charisma, intelligence and life experience as me.” I have always been the leader in a relationship, always the one to bring in the excitement, fun, and crazy adventures, the business plan. I have never met the man that could show me and lead me. This is what would stop me. By meeting Daniel, I finally have been stopped with the realization that there is someone out there who can do this for me. I don’t want to be in control, I want someone to share it with me equally. I didn’t know this was possible.

DANIEL:
The kino started to get more intimate from there. And, it was especially apparent in contrast to everyone else in the classroom that Alexandra and I had a special vibe.

The sexual tension began to build, and we were flirting in a very fun way. It would only be a minute or two at a time whenever I had a break, but it kept things interesting. And very soon, it was time for field work. I assigned the groups and told her that she’d be tagging along with me and my students. (Oh, I’m a sly little devil - The benefits of being in charge.)

ALEXANDRA:
Field work time! Daniel is assigning groups of students to instructors. The last words that come out of his mouth were, “And Alexandra, you are coming with me.” He said this with such assertion, I couldn’t say no. I wouldn’t have wanted to say no.

DANIEL:
I love having a girl with me while I teach. Mostly I just ignore her while I do my thing with the students. It’s the best scenario for everyone. She sees me living with confidence and passion while I help men improve their lives. The students get all the value of the workshop with the bonus encouragement of a supergirl. And when I occasionally give her one-on-one attention, it’s all the more special for both of us. And, on top of all that, the students get to see how I banter and flirt in real life.

ALEXANDRA:
We walk around all day, hand in hand, his arm around me. We laughed, talked, very casual. We had fun. There was tension, sexual tension, something was happening. I couldn’t keep my hands off of him! What a fantastic feeling, it felt genuine.

DANIEL:
Things went well during the field work. She gave some awesome feedback and encouragement to the guys, and altogether it was a success. The flirting between us was getting stronger, but still hadn’t really become physical.

It’s funny because at this point, we had been around each other for about 12 hours or so, but the total amount of time that we’d actually talked to each other one-on-one was probably less than 30 minutes. That’s the tricky part while working, there’s no time to be alone. Mostly we’d just gotten to know each other by watching each other in interactions with other people.

I came back and told Robbie (our San Diego instructor who had also flown up to help us out) that I thought it was pretty much on, but I didn’t know for sure. But, there were no worries, and no hurry. I’ve got my job to do, and I came to Seattle to teach.

We came back from the field work and I led the classroom activities late into the evening. As we went, I knew that she was watching me every step of the way. She saw me build the guys enthusiasm, she watched me talk about the ultra-powerful movie moment technique, and she listened as I talked about what women really mean to me. It was all powerful stuff that I tell the guys in every workshop. I didn’t change a thing for her, but I couldn’t help from thinking that every word must be landing on her ears somehow.

For the last exercise on Saturday, I finally got a break as I let Robbie lead the activity. I took the chance to sit next to Alexandra with my arm around her. She warmly leaned into me back. It felt great. I wondered if the guys in the classroom felt the tension. It wasn’t blatant, but it was there.

That night, she agreed to come out with me and the boys. We wanted to check out the nightlife of Seattle. But before we left, I got her alone for one minute - Finally, our first opportunity completely alone together. I knew what I wanted; I wanted to kiss her. The tension had built too high. So, I went for it. She ducked away. Wow. I was kinda amazed. The intimacy we had reached with the kino and flirting had been far more intimate than just a kiss already. I knew that she wanted it, and she said that she wanted it, but she was holding back. It’s funny because I saw how the kiss was more than a physical thing; it was a symbol to her. It was a symbol that she had fallen for a pickup artist. She didn’t mind the indescript and undefined sense of intimacy. But, the kiss was something hard and concrete that couldn’t be argued and I think that scared her. Of course, after this moment, she kept grabbing me all over trying to make sure I wasn’t mad – but she probably doesn’t remember that part.

ALEXANDRA:
He went to kiss me, I told him, “Sorry, I can’t do that.” He tried again. Same reaction from me. I didn’t know if I could trust him. I didn’t want him to see me as just another girl. I thought if there was something really there, there was plenty of time later. I just wanted to get to know him.

DANIEL:
It wasn’t a big deal, but honestly, at that moment, I almost gave up on her. Not because she wouldn’t kiss me, but because I didn’t want to play those games. She may have needed more comfort, but to me all I felt was the barrier that she had put up, and that turned me off. I noticed that she wasn’t allowing herself to surrender to her desires, and I lost my attraction a little.

So, I decided to just go out and party and have fun and not think too much (it’s always a good idea to not overthink things.) She was wearing a tight t-shirt that was just way too sexy, and these jeans that had strings instead of a zipper – reminiscent of a chastity belt. Way hot. Like grrrrrrrrr hot. And, sure enough, when we made it to the bar, she was all over me again. She still didn’t want to kiss, but we got to the dance floor and it was great. We were by far the sexiest people on the dance floor, and later I even told her that we were the sexiest couple in the whole bar. She agreed completely.

ALEXANDRA:
I loved how even though we were out with the other guys, he was still by my side the whole evening. What really impressed me was how with not even one drink in him, he led me to the dance floor and started dancing when no one else was dancing. At the exact second of 1:15am, the romance was on. I didn’t say anything to him, I still didn’t kiss him, but at least now I was thinking about it.

Another thing that really attracted me that night was watching him show the other guys how to pick up women. He was so smooth, polite, witty, and easy going. He had perfected his craft, even though it’s a never-ending journey. I was very impressed that he was able to do the exact thing that I’m able to do.

DANIEL:
There could be no doubt what was going on between us. Really, the rest was inevitable. I could tell that she was still nervous about hooking up with a pickup instructor. I could tell that she was still hesitating. But, there was nothing that was really going to stop her.

ALEXANDRA:
I get a million compliments a day from men in particular, and it really has no meaning to me. After someone tells you that you are cute, hot and gorgeous for the 500th time... it rolls right over your shoulder. You think, “Yeah , yeah, yeah.. what else is new?” I just want someone who is really crazy about me, who is really interested in me because of all of my crazy interests. I want to be equally crazy about him, someone who I can look up to and admire. It’s nice to give someone all of the hot, cute and sexy compliments, it really can make someone’s day. At least with me, Daniel did it in a different way.
Maybe this is just his “technique” but if it is, then he’s really good.

We got back to the hotel. We stood in the parking garage. He begged me to spend the night. He tells me I should “Just do it!” I told him no, I had work that I needed finish up at 3 am! I actually did have stuff I needed to do for work.

DANIEL:
At the end of the night, I invited her up. I’m sure she wanted to come, but really it would’ve been a bad idea anyway. I had to get some sleep.

ALEXANDRA:
Sunday: I decide to dress up a bit today in my usual style.
I bought this dress especially for the class. I went into Nordstrom’s (where I never shop) and told the sales girl I needed a dress for PickUp 101. I told her, “Not too sexy, I don’t want to be intimidating, but something elegant and fun to show my personality.”

I showed up at 10 am wearing the dress. Before I looked up, I heard Daniel say to the rest of the guys something like, “Now there is the type of hot girl that you all should flirt with.” I walked over; he acted very casual, like nothing was out of the ordinary. One minute later, he told me to step over to the side with him. I don’t remember what he said, but I do know he brought a huge smile to my face.

DANIEL:
When Alexandra walked in Sunday morning, it was clear that she was my girl, and we spent the whole day getting more intimate still. She was wearing a really nice dress and some wicked high heels that actually made her taller than me. Mmmmmm…. Tall chicks… *drool*.....

ALEXANDRA:
Supergirl practice started, and supergirl had a meltdown (ME). In the middle of the movie moment practice, one guy just totally brought out sad emotions in me that I didn’t even know were there. Daniel calmed me and then I got some hypnotherapy from Brian (one of the other coaches). Normally I’m not the type that has a meltdown, but whoa... the movie moment is a deadly weapon. It really works; it just brought every emotion out in me.

We went out again for fieldwork and today we had the most incredible time together. I felt comfortable with him, more trusting. Our personalities came out and we enjoyed each other. I regret not showing him more of my wacky sense of humor. He was so funny and wacky that I was amazed that someone else was behaving in the fun, unusual way that I normally do. Usually I’m so witty, and I’m the life of the party, but here was Daniel taking the lead and doing it so well that I just let him. It was so refreshing. I loved it! The wackier he got, the more entranced I became!

In the evening, during the free seminar to potential clients, I was very impressed by his public speaking skills. I truly appreciate a fine public speaker.

So... he pulled me behind the presentation screen after most people had left... we giggled and then kissed. It was so unexpected and spontaneous. What a glorious moment! One I couldn’t deny myself. This set the precedence for what ever might come in the future for Daniel Johnson and Alexandra.

DANIEL:
I told her we were being “schmutzy” because on every break we would sneak away for a hug or some flirting. And, of course eventually we were kissing too. As she watched me wrap up the class on Sunday, and give the intro seminar at night, it felt great to have her support. I love having a girl with me while I teach. I think it helps me focus, and helps the guys understand that women LOVE what we do.

ALEXANDRA:
That night, we had a nice dinner and came back to the hotel. We decided to go swimming. I didn’t have a bathing suit, but his boxers and t-shirt worked perfectly. It was super romantic. I told him I was hoping the rather large man sitting at the front desk at 3 am eating a donut wasn’t watching us via the camera in the corner of the pool area. Lucky him if he was. I assure you that Pickup 101 will be welcome to rent their conference room anytime..
*Special note to Lance- Maybe you can now ask for a special discount! Ask for Bill*

DANIEL:
As I said goodbye on Monday morning, she asked if I was going to write about all this and put it on my blog. I said I’d like to. But, what I’d prefer is if she writes her perspective. She thought it was a cool idea.

ALEXANDRA:
At first I was not at all at all attracted to Daniel, I thought he was a bit cocky. The black platform shoes were a total turn off. My belief has always been, that I know if I like someone from the first second I meet them. If I don’t feel an attraction to them right away, then there will never be one. Daniel has 100% proven me wrong. His natural, sincere nature and his love for life outweighed everything else. I’m just telling myself right now, don’t think too much about this. What ever happens, happens. Surely life will go on and I’m having a great life without him in it. But wouldn’t it make life that much more outstanding with someone like Daniel.

Getting Girls at the Library - Sexy and Smart!

2007-05-16T12:11:00.000-07:00

There's nothing quite like the downtown San Francisco Public Library. Three stories of brilliantly nerdy hotties. Well, usually there's only one or two hotties in the whole place, but that's enough for me. And... of course you know they're smart.

Whenever I find myself in the City Hall area, I stop by the Library. This day was no different.

I walk in.

1st floor - nothing

2nd floor - hmm.... a couple of 18 yr olds. No, too young.

Going up the stairs to floor 3 - yes. There she is.

She's got kindof a big booty. But, I like it. Yummmm... Japanese girl with big booty.
mmmm.... drool grrrllllll...

I approach her in a very quiet voice (shhhh...)

She looks kinda confused when I start talking with her, but she stays to find out more. We're standing in the middle of the library talking, and I'm trying not to raise my voice.

She was looking for a computer to check her email. After a couple minutes of vibing, I let her check her email while I disappeared and went to talk to a friend.

Then, after about 4 minutes, I re-open and talk some more. She's just finishing her email, so we keep chatting. She's some kind of art student - graphic design.

Now, we're having fun and I can see that she's done with her Library work. So, I take her outside to the grassy lawn in front of city hall.

We sit in the grass and talk about life and stuff. It's really nice. Relaxing and vibing for a good half hour or so just in the middle of the day. What could be more enjoyable.

But, you ask... is it always that easy?

Well, in fact someone did ask me how exactly I open girls in the Library, so I wrote out this quick guide:

There are a few different scenarios that you may encounter:

Girl is quietly working away on internet or buried in books.

In this case, I would open with a very solid direct. In fact, I'd use what we teach in our the Art Of Rapport Workshop as "The Movie Moment". It's too much to explain all in one post here, but I'll give a basic idea...

I'll open very slowly and deliberately, and she'll notice me before I even say a word. It'll be magical, and it'll be like that moment that she's always dreamed of since she was a little girl. The words will be direct in nature, but the words aren't important. What's important is really capturing that energy.

Most likely everyone will see this and heads will turn. That's ok. That just builds the moment!

Girl is walking around trying to find something or someone.

In this case (like the story here), I would stop the girl the same as I would in any store or shopping area, or anything like that. Stop her and open. Usually, I'd open direct (like I did here). I like being direct. But, again, Direct only works if you really bring the energy to it. That's where most people fail with direct. They just ho-hum it. You must really feel it.

Or, I might open with something more playful. It could be anything, but it would be designed to make her smile. A great opener would be "I'd hate to be that guy who... hits on you in the library.... but.. um... yeah. I'm that guy."

Girl is asking librarian for help or checking out books

In this case, I would wait and then do it like above. A good time to break the 3 second rule and just kick back and wait. Build the anticipation and then open her when she's not distracted.

Girl is studying/socializing with friends.

In this case, you could actually do any of the above. But, you could also do it a little more like a bar or social setting. Flirt with all the girls and get them laughing. (This would work especially well if you were a college student and they were college students too. As college always has a more social vibe.) Be fun, but don't forget to show interest in the one you like, or else they'll very quickly start to wonder "what does this guy want?"

So there ya go.

But, remember... opening is only the tiniest fraction of what it takes to really be a master with women. And, I don't want you to just open in the Library. Stay and talk. Get to know her. Set up a date. If you like, invite her over to your place and make awesome nerdy love ;)

One of the best things about a Library is that it's a great environment to get into deep rapport and really have a great conversation with someone.

Find Your Flow - Skyrocket Your Results!

2007-04-15T14:03:00.000-07:00

What if learning skills with women could be easy and fun all the time? What if everyday your game improved in ways that you could hardly even imagine? What if every time you talked to a girl, you absolutely knew that you were doing better than you'd ever done before?

That's the way it should be, right? We all know that we deserve results and we deserve more satisfaction. So, the path to abundance should be an enjoyable one that simply and smoothly Flows.

Lately, one of my housemates is reading the book "Flow." I never have enough time to really read books for myself, but I really enjoy learning the material second hand. Almost everyday he'll read a little of the book and give me an update and his latest learnings. It's great to have friends like that in your life!

So, before I even went out today, I had a really good chat with my housemate about the book. And, I hit some great realizations about how and when my game improves and how it stagnates.

We all know what the flow state is. Those moments in life where time seems to stand still. Results come to you effortlessly and easily. And, you can actually feel that you're in exactly the right place at exactly the right time.

When we're in the flow state, everything works out better. We'll actually see hotter women. The women we talk to will be in better moods and more receptive to us. The women coming into our life will be more open to us, and they will come more often. We may not even know what we're doing to attract them. All we will know is that they are there. And, above all, it feels fuckin' great!

So, how do we get in the flow? Well, just putting out the intention to find your flow is step one. If you simply go out sometime this week and stop thinking about openers... stop thinking about sex... stop thinking about rejection. Just think about one thing: getting into the flow. Well, if you can do that, you'll see instant results right there.

But what's more, the book talks about Skill vs. Challenge. To get into the flow, you must have the perfect balance between the two. The challenge must be appropriate for your skill level and the skill is appropriate for the challenge. Let's face it, overcoming your fears and limitations with women can be a HUGE challenge. So, this is an important concept to get.

If the challenge is to low - you get bored. If the challenge is to high - you get stressed out or frustrated.

The best example of this is Video games. You start on level one - the appropriate challenge level. But, once you complete it, you move to a slightly more difficult level. Always the levels keep you just challenged enough to be really fun, so you keep playing. And sometimes people even get addicted. (No joke)

I hear guys talk about getting bored sometimes, but for the most part guys are way on the other side - Frustrated as all hell.

Let's talk about bored for a quick second, and then we'll get to the meaty stuff. Like I said, I hear it from guys on occasion. What this means is that their skill level grew to the point where the past challenge was no longer appealing. It was no longer a challenge. So, that either means that they don't really have any more desires with women, and so there are no more challenges (in this case, find something new to pursue, like chess). Or, the more likely case: the next challenge seems too far of a leap that they don't even see it. They don't have the imagination to find a new and greater challenge to go after.

For me, I never run out of new challenges, and I'm rarely in the bored category. So, maybe that's another post for another time. The place where I find myself more often is the stressed out side, so let's look at that.

If you're feeling frustrated with your skills with women, the fact is that your challenge is too high for your skill level. It's like you're playing a video game at level 12 and you haven't even finished level 3. This is especially common in the early stages of improvement. We want results - like makeouts, sex, hotter chicks, etc. But, we want it all at once, instead of going one step at a time.

So, what's the solution?

Well, first it's important to realize what exactly the challenge is and what the skill is that's required. Start by being sure that, in fact, if you are stressed, your challenge is too high. Guaranteed. It's that simple. If you are stressed when you go out and talk to women, then you will get worse results everytime, and you may even be hurting your game.

Not knowing your challenge is one of the biggest pitfalls. Here's a little example: You dated a super hot girl before, she was gorgeous, succesful and everything was great. However, let's say you met her through work. And now, you want to date girls equally as hot, but you want to meet them through cold approaches and have the same incredible relationships. That's a big step up in challenge level. And a possible source of stress.

The problem lies in the fact that the results look the same. You dated a hot girl before, you will date another hot girl after this challenge. So, at first glance, you may overlook the added stress. Simply noticing that the challenge is too high is the best first step.

Right now, you may be at level 12 in the date hot girls game. But, in the cold approach game, you're at level 1. Time to take a step back and set the appropriate challenge.

Start at level 1 with cold approaches. What is level one? Say Hi to everyone. Just say hello to people. If you want, just say hello to the friendly looking people. Don't overdo it. You may want to be ambitious, but you must remember:

The point isn't to reach a high challenge level. The point is to get into the flow!

If you get in the flow, everything will work better. And your game will skyrocket like never before.

Soon, you'll be on level two: doing approaches on all sorts of girls. And, on and on, as the challenge increases.

Eventually, you'll be approaching super hot women. And, right there is means to celebrate.

You're now at level 10 of cold approaches. Once, you feel completely comfortable with that, you can now challenge yourself to the next step and the next, until eventually you're dating really high caliber women that you met as complete strangers.

At least, that is one example. Your situation may be quite different - or even the opposite scenario. Maybe you don't even care about cold approaches. Maybe you want something completely different.

The point is to find your challenge and then, break it down incrementally until you get to a place where the challenge itself is really fun. The challenge is fun because it's just out of your reach, but still attainable. You know that the challenge is right, because you'll be in the flow.

Now, of course, we're not talking about video games here. A woman is a real human being and not a computer. And, the purpose is never to treat a woman like a game instead of a person. In fact, quite the opposite. The purpose is flow. The purpose is being in that perfect state where you are aligned with your mission and she feels it. When you're in that state, you can bring more of yourself to her. You will be more joyful and satisfied in your own life. You will be more able to satisfy her, as well.

If you want to really know more about this, I recomend you check out the book. Otherwise, you can just get out there and find that perfect balance. Get into your own flow, and feel how good it feels!

Caught By The Papparazzi

2007-04-06T19:51:00.000-07:00

I went out the other night and got hit by one of those crazy club photo guys. It's a pretty cool snapshot. Just wish he had taken it about an hour later while I was talking to the girl that I really liked.

This girl was cool though. She was a Thai girl who imports awesome thai clothing and sells them on Haight Street in her boutique. Very cool

The Old Dude's Got Game

2007-03-29T12:47:00.000-07:00

If you haven't seen it, it's time to take a look around. The old guy with the fine young thing. Or maybe the older woman her young piece of meat. What does age matter, really?

Last night I went out on the town and ended up talking for over an hour with a woman 6 years older than me. She was cute, abs of steel, pretty face. I was all for it. Her friends were teasing her for talking to me (I look young for my age, so I guess they thouhgt it was more like 12 years difference). Fuck it. She didn't care. She told me herself: "age doesn't matter." And, of course, you know she's gonna be great in bed.

But, it's true. How old do you feel in your heart? How old do you act? Our bodies are one thing, but only that. There is much more to a person than his body. And, luckily for men, our bodies are even less important.

So, the night progressed, and eventually I met him. A "natural" if you will. A man who claims he could pickup any girl in the bar, and who prides himself on not wanting the sex. "It's all about playing the game. Not getting laid." I believe him.

He was a boringly dressed european type guy in probably his mid-40s. I know, probably some guys out there are thinking "that's not old." Sure, it's all relative. In fact, I've heard stories of players in their 70s. But, this guy here could play with the best.

He swooped in on my girl and tried to steal her away. He did a pretty good job too. (Well, not good enough). I was impressed. He had balls of steel combined with a non-threatening, non-sleezy vibe. It was just relentless confidence.

I slipped him my card and told him that I teach this stuff for a living. I hope to meet him again and discover his secrets. When I reach his age, I'll probably be married with kids, but I hope I'll have the same spirit.

In fact, this is one of the great reasons to leave the house at night. I never know what I can expect when I go out. And, this was great to watch.

To top it all off, I also hit on some girls earlier in the day who happened to be super young. One girl was 18. Not necessarily too young for me, but in most cases, as in this one, her maturity just wasn't there.

If anyone out there thinks that age means anything, think again. No matter what perspective you're coming from. Older women, older men. Or younger (keepin' it legal of course). Anything is possible.

Humility VS. Confidence

2007-03-23T02:41:00.000-07:00

Personally, I always fell on the side of Humility. In fact, in the past, I could easily have been accused of being overly humble (or in other words, a "pussy").

And recently, I've actually been surprised to hear how girls think that I "think I'm the shit." Actually, there was one girl in Australia who was actually convinced that I was too arrogant for her. She gave me so much shit and even told me, "You're not as cool as you think you are."

But, what is going on here. Let's take a look.

Recently, I took a look at Donovan's Seduction Chronicles. He did a review for our new product: Physical Confidence. In the review, he refers to me as "underrated."

Of course, I was flattered, and I appreciated Donovan's kind sentiments.

While at the same time, it got me thinking. What does it mean to be "underratted?"

The way that I was raised by my parents, underrated was good. It mean that you undercharge and overdeliver. And that's supposed to be a good thing. I always was happy with the fact that I was really giving people the best value I could give.

But, then I started to realize how very many people there are in the world who overcharge and underdeliver. And, sadly enough... they are the ones making most of the money and getting most of the women. (I'd point out our president Bush as one example.)

So, finally I decided to take a look at all this. What was it that made people want to give them so much money? What was it that made women like them?

Well.. the answer is... Confidence!

Women like confidence. And, not only women; Everyone likes confidence. It's attractive. It makes people want to work for you or stand behind you or even strip naked for you.

So, where's the balance. Confidence is good. Humility is also good. How can we reconcile the differences?

Well, one way is to look at the toxic mimic of each quality. Humility could be mimicked by shyness or withdrawl or even attention seeking through pitty or guilt. Confidence can be mimicked by arrogance or dominance.

The important part here is that you notice what side you fall on. For those of us who fall on the side of excessive humility, it's probably because we enjoy hearing things like "you're underratted". It feels good to get compliments, so we hide our true potential in the hopes that we will always be slightly overqualified for what we do. The good feeling of the compliments keeps us driving on.

For those who fall on the side of confidence, the fear of being "overratted" never crosses one's mind. In fact, it's usually built on the fear that actually you may truely be less valuable than people say you are. So, in order to prove your value, you tell anyone and everyone in sight.

Compliments are more rare for those who are overly-confident. But, that is the price you have to pay. Would you rather be complimented by others? or sit comfortably in the knowledge that you are personally doing the best you can? ... This is where confidence comes from. Sometimes if you really go for something, then you will have enemies or critics. But, you'll have to ask yourself, would I rather be loved, or would I rather accomplish what I was born to do?

So where do you fall? And where are you strong?

The fact is that we actually want to be Humble and Confident at the same time. It's not such an easy concept to grasp, but it makes a lot of sense.

And, to get to that place, just check yourself. Where are you hiding insecurities with posturing, and over-confidence, and cockiness? Where are you hiding insecurities with shyness, or self-deprication, or hiding?

Find those places, and fill them in with true confidence, and true humility. Fill them in with the true knowledge that you are doing the best you can possibly do at all times. That you are born with amazing potential and capabilities and you are here to express them all. AND, that you are still just part of a larger whole, and that there will always be someone out there who is better than you at something.

Take it all in, and adjust accordingly.

For me... well, reading Donovan's article, I'm honored, and I guess I could stand to be more cocky.

So, if you didn't know... I'm the Shit! With a capital "S"... Enough said!

And bottom line, for anyone out there like me: Take a risk and be overly-confident. See what happens. In fact, you wont die. You won't be accused of murder. If anything, people will simply tease you or criticize you. Big deal, huh.

And, if you are out there and you're a cocky asshole. Take a risk and allow yourself to be meek. See what happens. In fact, you wont be shitted on. You wont be forgotten forever. If anything, people will simply ignore you for a little bit. Big deal.

Step up and be the complete, balanced, man that you want to be.

What Would Oprah Do?

2007-03-14T12:42:00.000-07:00

"For everyone of us that succeeds, it's because there's somebody there to show you the way out."

Oprah Winfrey - Net worth over $1 Billion.

Ok, you guys are gonna think I've gone super gay on you now. Time for another one of my little secrets to be revealed: I love Oprah!

If you don't know why, you've probably never really given her a chance. And probably, because there is a scourge of crappy woman talk show hosts on TV. The View. Martha Stewart. Actually... they all suck. They talk about stuff that doesn't matter, they have annoying whiny voices, and they don't do anything useful with themselves. In fact, I'll just throw in the whole majority of mainstream television. I don't have a TV, and if you do, I recomend trashing it:

Most of the crap advice out there makes for worse relationships and often tries to turn men into women. Don't let Rosie O'Donell cut your balls off - That's all I'm saying.

But, if you tune into Oprah, when she's not talking about beauty tips and hollywood drama. She's actually got a message.

I remember about 5 years ago when she started something that she called "Lifestyle Makeovers." It was fuckin' genius. She took a woman's natural desire for something fun and cool: a makeover. And, she turned that desire inward to make a woman really improve herself, and not just her looks. Wow. Revolutionary. In that way, she took something void of content and completely shallow (the makeover) and transformed it into something useful and real. And at the same time she transformed something spacey and weird (self-improvement) And she made it fun.

So what would Oprah do, if she was a hopelessly lonely and frustrated man wanting the cute warm companionship of a woman? She'd sure as hell get off her ass and do something about it.

When you're looking for advice in the world, don't limit yourself. There's no one place to find all your answers in life, but if you find your own heros and learn what you can from them you'll find your path in life opening up before you. Your life will be filled with more purpose and inspiration. Never be too arrogant that you lose track of the positive influences in your life.

A Healthy Fresh Start

2007-03-11T01:47:00.000-08:00

I Quit Smoking!

... And I'm starting fresh. During the prototype Art Of Wealth And Abundance, one of the kick-ass activities we did was a vision board:
- Go out, buy some magazines with images representing what you want. Go crazy and buy whatever catches your eye. Then, get a poster board, glue stick and scissors.

- Take it all home and let your inner child delight.

I put together a vision board today to represent my current goals. A health fresh start. After allowing myself to be consumed with stress over the last few months, I neglected my health and started smoking regularly. I realized it was time for a change. Some people didn't even know that I smoked. I wasn't big on it. More on-and-off. But, now it's official. If you see me smoking, slap me!

But, you wont see me smoking. I'm putting a major priority on my health for the next few months. Not just physical, but mental. Keep my mind at peace, and my body feeling good.

And, it probably doesn't need to be said, but the women will love me for it! Women love a guy who has his attention on anything meaningful. No matter what it is. But, a guy who is in good physical shape means lots of good things... (better sex, just for a start).

Spring is coming, and as we all pull out of the dark introspective times of winter there's nothing better than a little spring cleaning and a fresh start.

One Taste Of The Devine (Video)

2007-03-09T15:51:00.000-08:00

Here's the latest video from our Project San Francisco Meetings With Masters series. I was in Australia, so I missed it. But, as soon as I got home, I watched the tapes and it was very cool. These women tell it like it is.

I think a lot of the impact was lost in the tapes, as the best thing these women would do is just be totally blunt (and almost bitchy) and call guys out on their bullshit.

I chose this clip because it was one of the few clips where they were speaking normal talk instead of with their own lingo. Personally, I love words and I love creative use of language, but I also like easy smooth natural communication.

Anyway, they give some blunt advice here about the woman's perspective. In fact, it's advice that we've all heard before, but it's always nice to hear it coming from a woman.

The first part is about persistence. The value of this can't be denied. Women love it when you don't give up.

The second part is about how women like a guy who has other women in his life. So start here and now with whatever woman you talk to next. And, build from there.

Enjoy the clip

Back To San Francisco

2007-03-06T17:32:00.000-08:00

I'm a city boy at heart. I love walking the streets of San Francisco and just taking it all in. The concrete, the cars, the people. There's always something going on.

In fact, SF always seems so small when I come back home. It's a little town, but a lot to do. Really, there's nothing like it on the planet. I moved here to be closer to a community of like-minded individuals. Little did I know, I'd be helping create that community. Living at Project San Francisco, hanging out with the PickUp 101 crew... I really feel like I'm part of something awesome.

Our environment affects us in so many ways. If you don't walk out of your front door and smile because you love where you live... then maybe it's time to move. Everyday I leave my house, I see that Trans-America building and I feel good!

Talking With Your Body

2007-02-26T20:34:00.000-08:00

I'm supposed to give a talk later today to the Melbourne Lair. They asked me to talk about Body Language - it's the hot topic.

So, what is it about Body Language that seems so powerful, yet so strangly hard to get. Well, for a start, there's the obvious challenge of trying to write or talk about Body Language. It really must be seen and felt to be understood.

And, there's also the fact that Body Language rarely has direct and obvious results. (I've never heard a girl say to a guy "you're body language was just so awesome! I had to date you!") While, on the other hand, I have heard women say "There's just something about the way he walked into the room."

They notice. Women notice your body language. But, they don't know what or why. And, before I started working with our supergirls, I had never heard things like "well, when he moves his shoulders like that, he actually looks sexier."

But, it's true. Women are 100% in tune with your body language. What does your body say? What is it communicating? Is it dripping sexuality? or is it hiding and shrinking away? or is it pretending to be something that it's not?

Although it's a subtle and mysterious art. Everyone can improve. In our workshops, we see instant and dramatic improvement. And, when guys do make changes, all of a sudden there's "just something about them". And, they walk through the world in a new way.

Give A Compliment Today!

2007-02-25T19:22:00.000-08:00

Here's a new mission for you. I just gave it to one of my students yesterday in The Art Of Rapport.

One Sincere Compliment Every Day.

It's that simple. All you have to do is appreciate the good things in your life, and when you see something you like... give it a little recognition.

Nice Sunglasses

Great Smile!

You're cute...

It's funny how difficult it is for guys to give a 100% sincere compliment. No bullshit, no need for approval, no need for anything in return.

And, I'm not talking hot girls, either. I don't care who you talk to. Do it to your sister, your boss, your best friend. Just take a second to appreciate something that makes you happy, and give a compliment!

City By The River

2007-02-24T14:34:00.000-08:00

At first glance, Melbourne looked a lot like San Francisco. The skyline of downtown had about the same number of skyscrapers. People seemed just as busy.

But, actually, this is a town of almost 4 million people. I haven't really left the city center much, but Melbourne must really sprawl outward into the burbs. What makes this so cool? People everywhere!

Friendly people, and so many of them! Our first day of field work during the Art Of Rapport was a huge success. Women were in true abundance.

Anyone looking for a nice vacation, I highly recommend this town.

Deep Rapport

2007-02-23T05:31:00.000-08:00

When's the last time you really opened up to somebody and bared your soul?

Working with guys this weekend in The Art Of Rapport, I'm once again reminded just how challenging it is for men to reveal their emotions. In fact, I'll just say it... it's a bitch. And what's worse is that even when we think we're getting good at it, there's still more to learn.

Let's face it, speaking freely with emotion is a woman's world these days.

It takes a certain strength to dig deep and reveal your vulnerability. But, that strength is what makes it so attractive. It's what women crave from us.

Next time you find yourself talking about an emotional subject (family, friends, life, loss, etc..). Stop and ask yourself if perhaps you could put a little more into it. Just a little more at first. And, with every little bit, we can all become just a little more real.

Aussie Ladies

2007-02-22T16:03:00.000-08:00

Ok, first thing... The accent is awesome. There's nothing cuter than a girl asking where my mates are at. Yeah, mate.

Actually, though, last night was the first time I heard any anti-american sentiments. In fact, two seperate girls told me that I shouldn't tell people that I'm American because people don't like America here. Wow, crazy. I didn't notice last time. In fact, people have been super super nice to me all the time.

I definitely put Melbourne in my top ten cities of the world. Cute girls everywhere, all day long. If I moved here it'd be dangerous.

Yesterday, I met up with a cutie that I met last time I was here, and she was eager to see me. Good times!

Today, I'm going to work with another Art Of Rapport.
This is seriously gonna kick ass! No, seriously! Daygame Melbourne... mmmm..... yes!

Tale Of Travels: Welcome To Melbourne

2007-02-21T01:48:00.002-08:00

I just arrived in Melbourne after 36 hours of traveling on bus, airplane, and shuttles. But, just as luck would have it, a cute Japanese girl happened to be on my last shuttle into town. Yes, she was very cute. I was happy.

We talked on the bus, and then I invited her to join me for a cup of coffee before she left for the next town where she was staying. She agreed, so we dropped all our stuff off at my hotel room and then went for a drink.

I got a delicious iced coffee with a scoop of Vanilla gelato mixed dropped in. Yummm!

Then, we took some pictures and played around by the waterfront. She seemed very comfortable with my touch, and being close to me. Then, when I went to hold her hand, she kinda freaked, like it was so un-japanese. But, I just played along and made it a sort of game. Eventually, we were holding hands like boyfriend girlfriend.

Then, we walked to a park and sat in the shade (it's freekin' hot here). We rolled around in the grass and did some acro-yoga. Stretch it out.

Then, I brought her in close and went for a kiss. Again, very un-japanese. She wasn't into it at first, but I insisted on pulling her in close again.

Then, we had the most erotic, playful experience of a first kiss. I put my forehead to hers, then kissed her on the cheek. Then, she kissed me on my mine. Then we rubbed noses, and then foreheads, and kept dancing around each other with our lips almost touching, but never actually kissing. It was hot. A total dance of sexual tension. Then, to finish it off, I went in quick and snuck a kiss, and then pulled way back.

Ohhh... it was getting fun now, because she pounced on top of me and pinned me on my back in the grass. And from that point, I could stare up at her big bright eyes with the leaves of the trees behind her head, and the sun peaking through the leaves just a little. She looked so fuckin' beautiful in that moment. Like a little Japanese angel. And in my contentment with that moment, she leaned in and kissed me too.

I had to stop and tell her how beautiful she looked in that moment. Yeah, I wanted to take a photo or do a painting or something.

We went back to my hotel room and played around a little more before I sent her on her way. She's only in town for a couple days, so I may not see her again. Don't know.

No matter what, it was a great welcome to Australia. And, oh yeah... there were a bunch of way hotties out there walking the streets and catching my eye. This adventure isn't done yet.

Tale Of Cuddles: Washington D.C.

2007-02-16T22:04:00.000-08:00

You never choose when a sexy fun woman will walk into your life.

Last night I was walking back to the hotel with my boys after a nice dinner in Georgetown. It'd been a long weekend teaching The Art Of Rapport, and I needed nothing more than a good night's sleep.

But, there they were. Two cuties walking down the sidewalk behind us. And, when we all stopped at the crosswalk, I had no choice but to flirt.

I was in a group of 4 guys - two in front of the girls, two behind. So, I decided to play off of the situation.

"Are you part of our group?" I asked, with my sly little smile.

"No."

"Am I part of your group?"

(They smile)
"No."

"Well then, I guess we're strangers. It's nice to meet you."
(smiles all around)

And, we were off. Banter, fun, laughter, good times. Still walking down the snow covered sidewalk. With the cold night wind blowing, we walked fast too.

I suggest the nearby bar - a block from our hotel, and we all agree to visit the local watering hole.

Time passes, adventures ensue, and eventually we end up back at the hotel and fall asleep cuddling (just nice, warm, enjoyable cuddling). A perfect companion for a weary traveler.

What was most amazing, however, was that I was actually on my way home to write a blog post about synchronicity - and meeting the right people at the right time. (post coming soon). But, there she was. Two blocks from my hotel, at the right place and the right time.

Sometimes, it's just magical

Call Your Mom!

2007-02-16T21:38:00.000-08:00

I took a nice walk throuh Richmond, VA with my mom. We went and visited the grave of Edgar Allen Poe's Mom. I could imagine him walking around in a graveyard a hundred year ago paying respect to his mom.

My mom's still alive and I absolutely love her. In fact, I had a great time hanging out with her this week. She's helped me through a lot in life, and continues to be a great support for me today.

Of course, not all of us have great relationships with our moms. And, many of us didn't even have a choice about the matter.

But, we do have a choice about how we relate to the women in our life Now. In each and every relationship, we can create something completely new. We can be free from patterns of the past.

What kind of loving relationships do you want to create?

Valentine's Check

2007-02-15T14:45:00.000-08:00

Did You Survive Valentine's Day?

Does Your Heart Still Look Like The Diagram On The Left?

I've been super super busy. Didn't even have free time to sit down and write a little message here.

Hey now... don't get jealous!

So, here's a quick update.

I took the Authentic Man Program over the last weekend. It changed my life. More on that later...

My Japanese girlfriend came to visit she's so cute. But, some creepy imposter did some identity theft on me and started sending her emails in my name. Very weird. No time to explain it all now...

As midnight struck and Valentine's Day came around, I found myself in my bed with two girls on each side and a couple on the other end of the bed. (all naked). Definitely there's more details there, but don't know if I'm gonna give you the juicy stuff...

Right now I'm in Richmond VA with my mom. I love my mom! Call your mom, damn it!

As you can see, there's plenty to write about, now I just need some time. I should get some time as I head off to Australia. We're doing another workshop out there... yes, more to come :)

Hope you all are having a good Valentines week as well!

-Daniel

The Key Is In Your Hand

2007-02-10T23:59:00.000-08:00

"In oneself lies the whole world and if you know how to look and learn, the door is there and the key is in your hand."

- Jiddu Krishnamurti

Reality Check - Part One

2007-02-09T02:24:00.000-08:00

When's the last time you really took a good look at your life and appreciated how far you've come?

It's been a long time? Well then, you're ready for a Reality Check!

During the last Art of Attraction, I was sitting up in front of the room, talking away like I always do. And, in the middle of my talk, it hit me. Look how far I've come! I go out there every weekend, and I talk to groups of guys as an Authority on women. We pack a room with 40 complete strangers, all waiting to hear me talk. And, I don't even think twice. Not a twinge of fear or anxiety.

What?! Let's take a step back for a second. In fact, let's go all the way back to my first concious attempt at public speaking. Thailand. 2003. One room. Seven Thai students. One observer watching my every move. - It was my first time teaching English.

Long before I got into pickup and meeting women, I knew that I had to change my ways. I knew that I had to step up and shatter my social fears.

I was enrolled in a class to become an English teacher, and during that first class, I knew that I was in over my head. My teacher's trainer summed it up best by saying "I thought you were going to pee your pants up there."

In case you missed it. It was Seven students. Seven people who didn't even speak my language, and would never see me again in my life. Hardly the public speaking olympics.

But, I signed up and took the challenge.

My ex-girlfriend (who I'd broken up with a couple months earlier) could have easily told you. I didn't have what it takes to be an English teacher. I was afraid to even talk to her friends from college. And, now I was going to get a job? Doing what?

But, I plowed through, determined to grow and change. I taught that class, and then another and another. And, pretty soon I was teaching with ease. (Well, when the principal came and gave me my review, I'd still get the sweats).

I grew stronger and more confident. I began to feel comfortable leading a group.

But, when I returned to the US, I was once again filled with dread. I came into the Art of Attraction program with some experience and a huge drive to succeed. Yet, I was still living in fear. Every moment of the class I was afraid that Lance or William would call on me to have me say something for the group. And I took my medicine, knowing that it was good for me.

I look at the students these days, and most of them look so comfortable in the class. I really think about how much more I sucked when I was in their seat. I even wonder if I could've handled the workshop the way we teach it today.

I would not be stopped, however. I knew what I wanted. Eventually I started teaching for PickUp 101. Soon after, I started giving lectures. Still nervous and shakey, but moving every step closer to the Man I knew I could be.

If I could only count the number of times that I stood off stage, knowing that it was just moments until stagetime. The fear bubbling up inside while I courageously pushed it down.

And, now what?

Now, I actually enjoy it. I love entertaining a full house of guys. I can talk for hours about anything. And when I'm a student in a group setting, I never hesitate to interupt and ask questions. - I never would've dreamed of doing that before. In college, I sat in the backrow of every class, quietly trying to hide.

Is this the same me?

Somehow along the way, something changed. And, I'm sure fuckin' glad that it did!

Whatever it is, you can make your dreams a reality. You can change anything in your life.

But, forget about the future for a second, and take a look at your past. How far have you come? Maybe you're not there yet, but you're on your way. Take a second and get real. You are a powerful person, capable of many things. Find something to celebrate now. I mean right now.

Find something that you can currently do that you never would've dreamed of doing before.

Hell, maybe it's riding a bicycle or tying your shoes. I guarantee at some point in your life, you were confused or scared by those things too.

Celebrate your growth. Enjoy it. And give yourself a nice warm pat on the back! You rock!

Tale Of Connection: Sparkle Hat

2007-02-08T01:20:00.000-08:00

Old Friends came crawling out of the woodwork last night, as I spent almost the whole night in conversation with people I randomly knew.

And, then as I was walking out the door and about to head home, I saw a cute Japanese girl with a sparkely hat doing sign language. I had to stop and investigate.

She taught me how to say "Beautiful" in sign language. (But, no she wasn't deaf). It all kept reminding me of the movie Babel (highly recommended).

Later on we were trading war stories, and I was telling her about my skateboarding days where I would fly downhill into cross traffic at over 20+ mph, just hoping that the cars would be timed just right.

She told me about riding a 2 person bicycle in Japan while wearing a school-girl miniskirt. And, she fell off the bike and not only was she bruised and scraped, but her skirt flew up and her panties were showing. Scary and sexy at the same time :)

There's something so great about sharing in near death stupidity.

We exchanged many warm hugs, and I was happy while talking with her. She's been living in the US for a few years, so she's just got the slightest hint of a Japanese accent. Very cute.

I invited her over for dinner next Tuesday, and that makes me happy too.

mmmmmm.... *sigh*

From Cold Approach To Reputation

2007-02-07T14:05:00.000-08:00

I recently came across this question on the PickUp Lounge. It's a common question that I hear a lot. But something specific stood out to me this time:

"I was wondering if it was safe to make multiple cold approaches in an environment where you kind of belong as a member and where everybody will eventually get to know you to some degree?

I guess what I'm worried about is if I make several cold approaches and the words about my action get around the women members, I will probably be branded as a player and it may seriously damage my reputation."

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Look, here's the unavoidable truth: You will get a reputation no matter what.

The question then is, what kind of reputation do you want?

Do you want to be the guy who never talks to anyone? Do you want to be the guy who keeps to himself? Do you even want to be "the guy who really fits in so well"?

And, what is a reputation really?

A reputation is a living changing thing. In a previous article, I talked about Madonna and her constant effort to keep people guessing about her. You create your identity each and every day of your life.

And the very worst thing you could do is nothing at all. You have little control over how people choose to judge you. But, you certainly can't create or change or manage the impact you have on others if you're making no impact at all.

There's so very few people in the world who truely are themselves, so few people who really have a strong personality. And why do we hide ourselves? Because we're worried about our "reputation."

So, I'll ask you this. What if everyone thought you were a player? What if everyone thought you were sleazing on girls? What's the worst that could happen? Well, no matter what, at least you'd know that you went after what you wanted.

My buddy Niels was dating a girl who I happened to hit on. She was out with her friends and I was out warming up and happened to talk with her. She went back to him complaining about how "creepy" I was. (Ok, the mojo wasn't there that evening, no big deal.)

Time passed and just recently I met her again. What did she say about me? "He wasn't creepy anymore."

This isn't rare. I've had this happen to me more times than I can count. In fact, I've got a really juicy story that I might share with you guys some other time. But, the point is that you can change your reputation just as quickly as it was created.

What it comes down to is this? Really, truely, are you a "player"? Are you "sleazy"? Are you "creepy"? I'm assuming the answer is "No." (If the answer's yes, then go please go sleaze somewhere else.)

No! You aren't some sleaze. You're a social fun guy who actually TALKS to people! If people don't get it, they just don't get it. Let them live in their delusions.

And what's more is the word player. Let's look at it. It's not all bad. Does being a player mean you use women? does it mean you'd fuck anything that moves? Does it mean you see women as nothing more than tits and ass? If so, then fuck that. That's not you anyway.

Does being a player mean you like sex? Does it mean you like women? Does it mean you like meeting women? Does it mean that maybe even you like women so much that you decided not to just settle for the first one that came along? If so, then fuck them. That IS who you are. And, the secret is that women really want a man who's willing to really own his sexual desires. This can only help your reputation.

My advice: Do your thing. Talk to the women (talk to the guys too, or else you're bordering on sleaze). Do your cold approaches, and you know what? You're being the cool social guy that every man wishes he was. You're being social! What could be more human?

Build your reputation as the guy who lives his life and doesn't care what people think. Build it as the guy who goes after what he wants. And enjoy the rewards.

Prince's Rock Hard Guitar Scares The Country

2007-02-06T15:38:00.000-08:00

"We respect other opinions, but it takes quite a leap of the imagination to make a controversy of his performance," spokesman Greg Aiello said. "It's a guitar."

Well, the superbowl came and went while I was out teaching Men to flirt like champions. (Shed a tear for me and my sorrows.) But, of course, in the midst of a great atheletic competition, the country asks the big question: How does all this relate to sex?

No titties popping out of dresses? What a disappointment! How am I gonna teach my children that sex is wrong and breasts are to be feared?!

Oh, I know! I'll make fun of Prince's Schlong! Yes, the artist known for such heart warming pieces as "Gett Off." What better example of why sex is a bad idea!

If you missed the halftime show, Prince's phallus was the site to behold as they projected a silhoutte of his guitar against a screen. The actual truth is that no one really cared. (boo hoo). But, in a world full of sexual repression the media will take what it can get.

Here's today's advice. If Prince's guitar scares you, come visit us out here in ol' San Francisco. - Where we actually believe that maybe just kinda sorta IT'S OK TO LIKE SEX!

In fact, I stand before you today, making the bold statement: I Like Janet Jackson's Breasts! (As for Prince's guitar... well... let's just say I enjoyed teaching my workshop over the weekend.)

Pop Your Cherry!

2007-02-05T11:43:00.000-08:00

"The Japan Cherry Boys Association now claims a nationwide membership of 260, all of who have the stated aim of losing their virginity as quickly as possible. But what are they doing about achieving their goal?"

A PickUp friend and once student of mine lives in Tokyo and sent me this article from Japan. It seems too unimaginable to be true. But, then again, it is Japan.

Reading it, I almost spit milk out my nose when I read this bit:
"'First and foremost, we study. To make sure we have an anatomical background of women, we all draw pictures of female genitalia and critique them', Watanabe tells the women's weekly. 'We had one guy who just drew a straight line and said, 'I'm finished.' That's how little we all know. It's really pathetic.'"

My big question is how on earth a virgin man would ever think that hanging out with other virgins is going to help his pursuit? This article is a bizarre caricature of any kind of boy's club we'd have in America. But the honest truth is that the people we spend time with really do shape who we are and who we will become.

So, on a serious note, there is a real value in surrounding yourself with people who you learn from and admire. For a long time I've worked to create an environment that nurtures my success. I moved into Project San Francisco to be completely immmersed in a positive environment. And if you're not doing this too... if you're still hanging with the other virgins. Get off the computer now and go make some cooler friends!

In fact, I can't help but think about the early days of the "PickUp Community". The stuff written about in the book The Game. Blind leading the blind? Hopefully now as the study of dating and pickup becomes more mainstream, it will become more saturated with cool guys who actually understand and appreciate women. That's a club I'll happily join.

As for the Cherry Boys... bring 'em to me. I'll get those virgins laid once and for all, and the Cherry Boy club will disappear forever!

Flirt Your Hearts Out!

2007-02-03T03:10:00.000-08:00

Just another night on the job. This weekend's Art Of Attraction is kickin' ass, big time.

I love seeing the students on Friday night having a lot of fun, but just with the slightest hint of confusion. Then, by Saturday night, all the missing pieces have been filled in, and they're total rockstars. Transformation right before my eyes.

I gotta get going. We're not done yet!

PickUp 101 Strikes Again

2007-02-02T12:14:00.000-08:00

After a month and a half with nothing to do but twidle my thumbs... I'm getting back in the trenchs with another Art Of Attraction Workshop. Three days to take 15 men on a tranformational journey to the most wildly attractive version of themselves.

We'll be hitting the streets of San Francisco and flirting women into a frenzy. Ladies, this may be your lucky weekend!

See you out there!

ps. only two days left until the unveiling of my newest hidden camera video. Feel the electricity in the air.
If you're in San Francisco, be there. Join Me On Sunday!

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Hunting Daniel Johnson - Part One

2007-02-01T16:56:00.000-08:00

"I listen to everything from death metal to country. As a team, we listen to techno before the game starts. It's like a little dance club in there... people flashing the lights, going nuts. If anybody has a disco ball they want to contribute to the cause, we'll take that, too."

Part One: My Hunt Begins!

You know, when I started working for PickUp 101, I had a chance to change my name. Just one chance really, 'cause it's a little too late now. Looking back, I would've wanted to use my middle name: Tobias. Yup. It kicks ass. So unique and scandinavian and stuff. But, I went with my real name, honest and true.

So, here I am Daniel Johnson. One in a million... literally! But, who are these other posers? I mean, really... Let's go on a Daniel hunt!

Today's spotlight is on a famous Daniel Johnson that I certainly should know. He plays baseball across the bay from me in Oakland. In fact, he goes by the name Dan.

(Ok, first of all, Dan, you're missing some letters in the name. What're you like lazy or something? The I-E-L part was too complicated? Forgot how to spell it?)

But, how does he do with the ladies? hmmm... Big muscles. Jock type. Ladies tend to like it. I admit. Athletics are attractive. There's some ugly jocks getting lots of tail.

Well, I'll cut him some slack. His career is just getting off the ground. He plays first base, and all I know is that Mark McGwire used to do pretty well in that spot. In fact, I've still got some Topps rookie cards of McGwire - gotta cash in on those someday. But, I digress...

There's only one solution.

I've gotta go to an A's game. And, during the seventh inning stretch, I'll have my butler club him while I slip over to first base and take his spot in the game. Mwwwaaahaaa haaaa!!! No one will be the wiser!!! (Yes, I said butler, damn it!)

Don't worry, I'll post the photos up here for sure.

Ok, bottom line. This guy needs our workshop. I don't care. He hits balls with sticks. Period. That's a man who needs some female lovin'.

And you need it too...
only three days left until the unveiling of my newest hidden camera video. I'm so excited!
If you're in San Francisco, you dont want to miss it. So, Join Me On Sunday!

You Naughty Seahorse!

2007-01-31T10:43:00.000-08:00

"The sea creatures are promiscuous, flighty and more than a little bit gay... And unlike human rules of attraction, it was the members of the Hippocampus genus with the biggest bellies that attracted the most partners."

This Article in The Times (Britain) reported that in fact Seahorses like to party much more than we once thought. I've never partied with a Seahorse myself, but I always suspected they were free-love hippies. They just look so psychadelic and all.

In fact, the article said that Australian seahorses were the most promiscuous of all. hmmm... I'm talking to you Australia... Have you put that crazy love potion in your water supply again?

So it seems that Scientists find yet another example of the monogamy model breaking down. I wonder: Could it be that people just project onto animals what they wish were true for them? "Perhaps the naturalists who first reported monogamy in seahorses had observed it in one or two species and assumed it would be universal," say the scientists.

So, what does all this mean to simple folks like you and me? Well, for a start, watch your back for a seahorse trying to slip roofies in your drink. But, more practically, it's time we realize that sexuality is much more complex than people want to imagine.

I know monogamy seems like such a simple solution. You find a mate, and you stay with them for life. It's done and taken care of. But, perhaps nature didn't intend for things to be so simple. There's a lot of emotions and feelings involved in every relationship, but I think if there's one lesson to learn from the seahorses, they really just don't care what you think. They do what feels good to them. They're not trying to fight against their nature. Or, as the scientists say:

"They really are indiscriminate and shameless creatures."

Naughty Seahorse!

ps.
If you want to come meet me and watch a never-before-seen hidden camera video of me picking up a girl.
Join Me In San Francisco This Weekend

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I Was Staring At Her Boobs

2007-01-30T18:11:00.000-08:00

I met a girl with Great Boobs! Like, so great I even had to capitalize “Great” and “Boobs”. (not the photo on the left, perv.)

We were out tonight filming with the hidden camera. Another action packed night of pickup. And, I met this real cutie live in surround sound digital. The report is below, but…

** For Those of You In San Francisco **
I’m going to show this vid at our next PickUp 101 Intro Seminar in SF.
February 4th. This video will never be released to the public, for various reasons. You won’t see this on youtube. You won’t see it on your crazy file sharing thingy.
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Enough of the hype… what went down?

Well, the honest truth is that I wasn’t in a talkative mood. I just wasn’t feeling all that social. Sure, there were some hotties out, and that’s all good, but I just wasn’t keeping conversations moving. Basically, I was what they call in the scene, “low energy.”

And, as often is the case in San Francisco, most of the cuties were surrounded by guys.

So, I sat on the couch with my most excellent wingman/cameraman Sean Deacon and just chilled.

I just wasn’t inspired to chase girls. I just wanted to relax. Except… there was this one girl on a couch, leaning up on some guy real close. She was cute. I could see her boobs from a distance and of course her fun cool personality too. I liked her. I felt that drive, I felt that desire. The good stuff. And I wanted to make a move.

Now, I’m not one to mess with relationships, and I’ve never considered myself a master at competing with other guys over a girl. But, there is a game I like to play. I’ve shared this game with many guys in workshops, and I tell you… it’s fantastic. Go play this game tonight!

When you see a guy and a girl together, try to guess how they know each other. Try to guess how they met. Try to guess everything about them until you are so curious. So very damn curious… that you absolutely HAVE to talk to them. The feeling of curiousity should overwelm any feeling of resistance to approaching. When you have that burning curiousity, you know the game is on.

Then, get out of your way, and go talk to them. Go! Open them up and find out all these great things.

Who knows… maybe they’re not together. Maybe they just met.
Or maybe they’re happily married, and doing their thing. But, if they are together, don’t stop. Find out how they met, where they met, how he attracted her, what is he doing right. This is your education.

So, I knew I was on film, and I was supposed to do something flashy and gamey and stuff, but I just stopped and cleared my mind. And, I started getting curious. So curious, I just said fuck it!

I told Sean, “I’m just gonna talk to the girl I like. Fuck it.”

Body language tight, workin’ my mojo…

And, whadya know… I misread the situation. They weren’t together. They were good friends and co-workers. Game on!

I swoop in and start to connect. This girl was cool. Very fun vibe, very cute smile. Very open and engaging.

I started off slow and low energy. But, it was working fine. We were cruising.

I snatch up the couch seat next to her and we’re getting closer. I’m telling her some intimate details of my life, and she’s listening to every word. I tell her about PickUp 101. I tell her about my mom. I tell her about living abroad.

Lots of great Kino. I reached that magic point where I felt like I was just hanging out with a girl I’m dating.

Her friends come in now and then and we all make friends together. These guys are all cool. One big happy family, and I’m taking their girl 

In the end, I do my favorite new phone routine. Some juicy new stuff I’ve been playing with.

Then, of course, the good part… I tell her that we’ve been filming, and she busts up laughing. She loves it. She waves for the camera, and everyone feels good.

Her feedback was something like “He came up to me very confidently.”
That was about the jist of it. Girls don’t say much, but it’s all good.

Anyway, it was an awesome night. In fact, to top it all off, we saw Zan walking around aftwerwards (he’s in town again this weekend). I love that guy.

What was the take away?… Talk to the girl you like. Even if she’s not the most “available” looking girl in the place. You never know what will happen. And oh yeah… kino kino kino… Because it feels good.

-Daniel

ps. If you wanna watch the video, come to The Intro Seminar

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Re-Invent Your Sexy Self

2007-01-29T13:12:00.000-08:00

A while back, a friend threw me an article by Niel Strauss and said "check it out". I met Neil, author of "The Game," when he was out here for a book signing. And, of course, I've heard stories from Lance and my other housemates at Project San Francisco. So, naturally, I was interested in his writing.

Turns out he'd written a piece on Madonna for Rolling Stone. Now, it's a little known secret, but I love Madonna. In fact, I'm coming out of the closet about it right now! Madonna kicks ass. I've even got her song "Hung Up" as the ringtone on my phone!

She kicks ass for many reasons, but one of the many is that for over 20 years she has continued to reinvent herself. Madonna has never gotten stale, and never gotten boring.

Now, I know that article is a bit old now. I missed the boat on that one. But, I've been thinking about it still. I've been thinking about identity, and how we really define ourselves.

Have you ever met someone with real charisma? Real personality?

We all think we have an identity and a personality, but it's a hard shock to the system when we really think about how little personality we do have. How many places have we conformed to sameness? In how many ways have we dulled and hid our personality with a cold expressionless monotone? How many times do we hold opinions that we read or heard, but aren't even our own?

Ok, I'm not trying to depress you, but the fact is that in many ways we learn to hide our personality and our identity for fear of rejection and not being loved.

I know that I don't need to say it, but women want a Man with Peronality. They want some one who knows who they are and what they stand for. In fact, it is in defining your self that you truly move from child to adult. From boy to Man.

So, let's take a look at all those places where we could express more of ourselves. Let's take a look at how we can define ourselves.

Stand up and make some noise.

And, you may ask, what's the best part of defining yourself? Well... You can always RE-define yourself. Nothing is written in stone.

"You could watch and say, 'I still don't know Madonna', and good. Because you will never know the real me. Ever."

Just like Madonna comes back year after year. With no incentive (she's got enough money to pay the bills), except her drive to keep evolving and changing and growing.
"I won't be happy till I'm as famous as God," she says. And, that's an identity. That is a presence.

I'm taking my first step now. Yes, I'm a Madonna fan (and oh yeah, she's fukkin' hot!). There ya go. Tag that onto my personality. You may not be a fan, and I don't care.

Ok, now it's your turn. Take your first step now. Find one part of your personality that you've been holding back, and let it out now! Go tell someone, now. Do it!

Feels good, right?

So, one last pearl of wisdom for ya'...
"I am my own experiment. I am my own work of art."
That's the world I want to live in. A world where everyone treats themselves like a great work of art. A world full of personality and life.

Let's make it happen

The Real Sean Newman

2007-01-25T11:27:00.000-08:00

For the longest time now, I've suspected that Sean Newman wasn't who he really said he was. I mean, "Newman"? C'mon. Even "Sean" is hard enough to believe.

But, after taking a look around his blog: Make Girls Smile

I found the one piece of evidence I'd been looking for. It's true, and I knew it all along. The person we all know as "Sean Newman"... really goes by the name Kirk! And I have proof!!! ~

Zan Stays For The Weekend

2007-01-16T10:37:00.000-08:00

What a weekend (for many reasons). Perhaps I'll get a chance to share all the adventures with you at some point. But for starters, Zan was kickin' back at our house over the weekend. His first time in San Francisco, he hit up Alcatraz, and Napa, and all the hot spots. And all I can really say about him is wow! This guy just has an aura.

Check out the video I put on youtube which really hit me as why I got into all this. This is why I do what I do. It's time for men to step up and take some responsibility.

Tale of Adventure: Kevin Bacon Rocks The Marina

2006-12-31T02:45:00.000-08:00

Kevin Bacon - That's me.
At least, that's what I was told tonight. It was some guy on the sidewalk selling flowers to feed his family. I gave him a dollar for his flattery. Hey, he knows how to make a man feel good. I'm so in love with my new haircut. Thank you Zip Zap.

Well, another phenomenal night.

I fucked up my best set of the night. Not sure exactly how or when I fucked it up, but it feels good to at least be so close. She was an LA girl, and honestly, I didn't like her too much as a person. She had a very negative vibe and kept telling me how she hates San Francisco. But, she was damn sexy, and the sexual tension was sure there. Tall skinny asian girl.

This was the amazing part. Her friends had "girl conference" at the end of the night. And I overheard her friends saying "You wanna hook up with this guy? It's ok. You should do it."

But, she said no! :(

I think the fault was in showing too much interest. This girl (and, it's not such a big deal because I don't really want girls like her)... she seemed very much like what I'd call "LA game". She had lots of game. She was good.

She responded well to the cockiness and the asshole vibe. That's all she wanted. She wanted me to be a cocky alpha dude. It became obvious when she asked my name. I said "Are we using real names or fake names?" and she said "fake names". And, this was in isolation, after she was clearly attracted. She had no desire for rapport, and she every time I complimented her, she seemed less interested in me.

I got the best response from her when she gave me a test and said "you're just talking to me because what you want to do"

I knew what she was implying, so I responded "You think I want to fuck you?"
And, she loved that. She started touching me. She was the opitomy of the girl paradox: She wanted me to be the alpha dude who would pull her home and fuck her. Yet, she didn't want me to be the guy who WANTS to pull her home and fuck her. (And, girls wonder why men have to study this stuff. hmph...)

Anyway, I think I heard her mumble something about drugs too, so I'm pretty sure I came away a winner in the end. No offense to LA, but I'm a Northern Cali boy and I think I'm staying that way.

I think the other fault was in not pulling her with authority. Maybe my heart wasn't in it. She asked if there was an after party - and that was my sign to pull her the fuck out of there. But, I fucked up and said something like "kinda" or some wishy washy crap.

The other successes, I think I got 2 other numbers tonight, although maybe another girl - I can't really remember.

One was a chubby asian girl on the sidewalk at the end of the night. Mmmm.... so cute in her little white-with-black-polka-dots mini skirt. white heels. perfectly displayed breasts. Fan fuckin' tastic! Got the digits but I think it'll be tough to make anything from it. My game was way too playerish and not smooth. But, then again, she really wants a guy like me. If the circumstances had been a little different - maybe.

My night started off superbly. Right off the bat, I got this Gorgeous blonde in a one-on-one convo. Within 2 minutes there was ass-grabbing, mad kino. This chick was so hot that I was even a little taken back. She was tipsy, and her friends were on their way out early in the night. Another LA girl, actually. So, she had to leave with the friends, but first she gave me her full glass of wine. yummy. Girls giving me drinks to start the night. I love it.

Last night started off much different and wasn't nearly as much fun. One of my first sets last night told me that I'd once freaked out on her because she wouldn't kiss me. HA! I didn't even remember the girl. Must've been a long time ago. Last night was slow and ended early.

This night had that certain juno sequa from the get go. (like my french?)

So the highlight, and probably most reliable number I got was a Jewish American Princess. Oh fun! I've never journeyed down that path. She was cute, and so full of attitude. She just really enjoyed being mean to me. And, I kinda liked it too. It was all flirting, and I called her on it:
"I'm upseting you."
"No. You're flirting with me. And, you're not that bad at it. Could use a little help maybe."
Busted!

She does yoga on Tuesdays and helps her mom with a personal coaching business - so I'm kinda stoked about her.

And, I met all sorts of other fun people. One group of guys and girls who had read the Game, and they were all into me. "You've met those guys?!!" "It's all bullshit though, isn't it? Did that stuff really happen?"
Think some of those guys might end up as students if they know whats good for them.

And, I met a 21 year old acting student. Cory Gordon. Remember that name. (or at least, he told me to remember that name.) I felt his vibe. Very cool kid. I don't doubt that he'll make a kick ass actor some day.

And, met some students and even had a chance to give some advice. One of the guys had just finished up a 5 hour day 3 and still hadn't kissed the girl. Yikes! Guys out there reading this. Be a man, make a move! It's something that often gets glossed over in our workshops while we're busy talking about more crucial stuff. But, you guys gotta make a move. ESPECIALLY if it's a girl you like. That was his excuse, "but I really liked her, so I didn't want to fuck it up." So, let me tell you... not making a move IS fucking it up.

Allright y'all. Peace out. Sleep well.

You're friend,

Daniel

Return Of The Vikings

2006-12-29T02:46:00.000-08:00

Actually, this has nothing to do with Vikings or anything like that. I just felt like being dramatic.

But, I do have a story to tell, so read on.

I went out tonight. Yes, it's true. And, I didn't really feel like writing a field report. Funny thing is, field reports used to be like my wingman, they helped me stay motivated and stay on things. (I totally recomend keeping some kind of journal for yourself if you're not already.)

But, recently, I've been doing my solo mission to really master the art of owning a social scene, completely alone. Walk in with nothing - leave with friends, lovers, and memories that will last a lifetime.

And, as I've gotten even more comfortable going out alone, the field reports seem to be less important. But, then I took it back to why I really do it. To learn and grow.

I learned a lot tonight and that's the best part. So, I wanna break it down and look at it again.

First off, I really mastered my intentions before I left. This is an ongoing struggle, and perhaps will be for a long time to come. There's so many conflicting motivations to juggle here, and so many emotions involved with each one.

My main motivation to go out is to meet women. That is the power behind it all. I see a woman's cute perfectly shaped round ass, and I've got the energy to move mountains. It is such a strong driving force, that it must not be ignored.

Of course, I go out to refine my social skills. I go out to have a fun time. I go out to have interesting adventures. I go out to play the game of life. I go out just for the hell of it - and because I never really know what's going to happen.

If I sit at home, I know exactly what's going to happen. But, that still doesn't stop me from wanting that too. Yeah, it'd be nice to just chill out and relax. And, it'd be nice to spend some time on my hobbies, or my responsibilities. There's a million reasons to not go out.

And, what makes it crazier is that if my motivation was really just to get women... well, I'd just get a girlfriend and never go out. It's easy enough to do. It would be quite satisfying. It would free up a lot of time for other projects and explorations. Why not just go out to get a girlfriend? Well, then it sucks because I'm not talking to everyone anymore... I'm just talking to potential girlfriends. It makes going out a chore, and not fun. And, it means that it'd all be over once I had a girlfriend.

Then, there's all the other little motivations like: It's my job. And, it's a good break from sitting behind the computer. And, my dream girl may be waiting. And, even the sense of self-worth that comes with finding a hot chick who digs you (shallow as it may seem).

It's quite a jumble once it's all together. But, today I got some real clarity. I decided to go out for the pure unadulterated joy of chasing skirt. I'm a man who loves women. And, I love chasing after them. No worries if I get them or I don't. It's really not the point. I see a cute ass, or a mischevious smile, and I want to go play with that girl! I crave it. Just the play, the fun, the tension, the moment.

In a way, everything we do here is foreplay. Good PickUp is good foreplay. Even the thrill of seeing a real hottie and knowing that you may be walking into impending doom.

I hit what must have been the hottest dressed girl in the club tonight. She was showing off her tummy, and it looked good. She knew she was breaking men down with her sheer beauty. She was there with her (rather large) husband, and four of his very large friends. I didn't really care. I just walked right up to her and very blatantly started hitting on her. Of course, I soon found out that it was her husband, so I played fair and made friends. But, it was a moment that I couldn't resist. And, I'm quite certain that I'm the only guy who hit on her all night (unless maybe she walked to the bathroom alone).

Why? I'm that guy who can't resist beauty. I'm like the old man who pinches your cheeks even when you don't want it.

And, it's great. Girlfriend is the farthest thing from my mind. It's about playing the game. It's about the journey. It's about breaking through the seemingly huge barriers (that exist mostly in your mind) and going for what you want.

Girls always complain that guys are so focused on the destination and not the journey when it comes to the bedroom. Well, it's all foreplay. It's all to be savored. There's times where a hot steamy tense glance is better than sex. It's animalistic.

And, I was pumped up about other things too. It could be a whole novel all the things I've been thinking about. But, I'll get to the tale.

The bar was mostly dead when I arrived (I was alone, of course). I made friends. One of the first people I met was a super cool guy who plays in a band and used to work at the bar. Fantastic! This guy was cool. And very cool fashion too. Loved it. Gave him my card, and I'm sure we'll see him again.

Solo game brings new challenges, and there were a few notable sets where I could've used some help. But, not impossible otherwise.

I hit on a girl who was sitting down and not that cute, but when she stood, I realized that she was super tall - like over 6 feet. And, then I was like "Damn! should've talked to her more." Tall does it for me sometimes. It's like she stood out in the crowd so much that she looked like she was glowing or something. heeeya!

I went for a group on the dance floor. Thought I was getting eye contact from the one I liked. Think she was into me. Yeah, pretty sure. It was three girls when I opened, and then a guy came in and swooped on the one on my right. The one on my left started asking me questions, so very quickly the one farthest away (the one I wanted) was cut from the conversation by the loud music on the dance floor. In the next moment, the girl on my left decided that she liked me, and the farther one gave up on me. Couldn't reverse it at that point without being a total dick, and it was lost. Lesson learned - well, I should've either opened from the other side - good idea. Or I should've altered the arangement as soon as the guy swooped in. It all happened so fast.

hmm... what else. I talked to pretty much all the cute girls there, so lots of adventures.

Another girl was with her guy friend from High School. He never quite opened up to me. A wing would've been perfect to befriend him. I engaged him a lot and got him laughing and all, but never really connected with him in a way that he'd call me a friend. Lesson learned: Spend even more time befriending the guy. Even more. It's tempting to forget this.

Oh yeah, how could I forget...
I used my new opinon question. I was genuinely curious about something and decided to discuss it with someone tonight. I'll give you the whole dialogue here:

Me: "Hey guys, you having fun?"
Girls: "Yeah. blah blah..."
Me: "blah blah..."
Girl 1: "blah blah. We were talking about something just now, hmmm..."
Me: "yeah, you guys looked excited when I walked up."
Girl 2: "We were talking about sex."
Me: "Great. That's awesome, 'cause I've got the perfect question for you. But, if it's too heavy, just tell me to shut up."
Girls: "Really? Some guy last time was asking us if he should shave. y'know... down there."
Me: "Oh, you gotta shave down there. I'm an artist, and that's like my masterpiece... etc... etc..."
Girls: "yeah... etc.. etc..."
Me: "So, anyway, here's the question. When you're dating someone - do you prefer that they masturbate, or no?"
Girls: "It doesn't matter. I don't care what he does. But, he should be able to admit it. You gotta admit it."
Me: "yeah, totally, but I think it does matter."
Girl 1: "I masturbated last night!"
Girl 2: "I masturbated today. AND last night!"
Me: "Me too! High five!"
Me: "But, really... for me, it's crucial that a girl masturbates. It means she's more in touch with her body and the sex is gonna be better. But, I was wondering if it's the same for girls. Because I was actually shocked to find out how many men never masturbate."
Girls: "They just don't admit it."
Me: "No, really. I've met guys, and I believe them. They don't do it. Maybe they've tried it, or a once in a while thing, but they really don't do it."
Girls: "No, they just don't admit it."
Me: "No, really!"

etc.... it went on like this for a long time. And, then they told me their names. Later, they found out what I do, and they asked if I was writing a book. I said "sort of".
They said "you gonna write about tonight?"
I said... "hell yeah, I'm gonna write about this conversation."
So, I'm keeping my word.

Anyway, my results are inconclusive. But, preliminary results show that women like a guy who whacks it.

[side note: I'm eating veggie corn dogs now. Fresh out of the oven. Damn, those things are good.]

... So, now that I've freaked out everyone who's read this far... what other stories can I tell.

I saw a bunch of people that I'd met before. That's always fun.

Oh yeah, I met a tiny little asian lesbian who became my wingwoman. She was awesome. She's one of those girls that can corrupt any straight girl. She's got a super hottie girlfriend (verified by her friends), and almost exclusively dates "straight" girls. Oh, you've gotta fuckin' love it! I told her that I date those same girls, and we hit it off. Of course, she likes tall brunettes (not my type), so we'd work well together.

The cutest thing was how she'd talk about fucking a girl and she'd do this little thrusting motion, like she was bangin' a girl doggie style. So, I called her out and asked if she uses a strap-on, to which she replied "no." So, I don't know what the thrusting motion was all about. Mostly just cute.

Ok, challenges, yes... lessons learned. hmm... I guess mostly that I'm gonna have to tighten up my steelo to make up for no wingman. Can't go one-on-one quite so fast.

Life is good. I hear the Viking Choir singing.

Sleep well, sweet dreams. It's past my bedtime.

Avoiding Questions and Changing the Subject

2006-12-28T20:05:00.001-08:00

What?
You want me to write what?
Anyway, the other day I was riding my bike across San Francisco. You ever notice how the sun just shines so perfectly through the clouds? Just touching the biggest buildings....

Huh?

Oh yeah... ok fine. I'll answer your question.

Changing the subject and avoiding questions. One of the most fun and enjoyable activities (and oh so sneaky...) The master of conversation will no doubt use this skill quite frequently. And as a man, it's your job to direct a conversation. You decide where that river flows, so you're going to have to know how to change it's direction. We're talking about Jedi convo-skills here.

Of course, there's an infinite number of ways to change the subject. Jumping in front of a bus and getting squashed to a pulp would be one way. Or, the old fake injury might get the same results with a little less pain. Faking insanity might work too: "Mommy!!! Why Didn't You Love Me?!!!"

Let's take a look at one particular method which, when executed correctly, will never fail to bring a smile to your face and your inquisitor's. I'm talking about Banter! If you haven't checked it out already, the basics of banter are covered on the Playful Banter CD in PickUp 101's Surefire Attraction Secrets So, assuming you have the foundations down, we'll proceed.

Here's rule one:
You never have to answer a question

You may choose to answer a question, if you like. And you'd better answer some questions sometimes, or else your a strange anti-social freak. But, following the direction of a conversation is never your obligation. Cool, huh. Take a deep breath and know that you can talk about whatever you damn well please. Talk about strawberries, if you want.

...Done talking about strawberries, yet? Can we continue on? Good.

Here's another rule:
Social interaction trumps facts

And this is true for everyone, at all times your interaction with another human being is more important than any subject of chatter. Words are just words. People are real. That means that if your topic of conversation fulfills the human need to interact, by making people laugh, making people feel loved, making people feel goofy, whatever... Well, then they can forget about any topic.

And here's something more to think about. Some topics should be forgotten. Some people ask questions, and they don't even want an answer. In fact, these are the most important ones to avoid. And, usually, your fellow conversator will be happy to wander off topic with you and never return.

So, what does it look like when you banter away a question?

uh... wait, you're asking me? Ok, ten dollars per question, and a 12% tax just 'cause the question was so silly. Wow, you're really racking up a bill. You're gonna make me rich. But, it's cool... Once I'm rich, I'll buy you a t-shirt that says "Most Special Asker"

huh? oh yeah, what does it look like to banter away a question?

Well, here's a few of the many techniques. (In fact, I've heard so many of these during our workshops from all the other instructors that I couldn't even begin to give them all to you here.)

Let's pick a question.

"How old are you?"

The straight answer:
"No!"

The random-banter answer:
"My mom says I'm a super-child!"

The put-it-back-on-her answer - version 1(ask the question back):
"How old are you?"

The put-it-back-on-her answer - version 2 (call out what she's doing):
"Look at all your questions. Wow! Are you taking notes too?"

The put-it-back-on-her answer - version 3(more subtle than version 2):
"Are you drunk, or are you always like this?"

The childhood-mimicry answer:
"Howww ohwood awww Youuuu?" (done with high pitch girly voice)

The answer-the-wrong-question answer:
"About six thirty."

The gay answer:
"I'm gay"

The answer-but-not-quite answer:
"Too old for you, sweetheart."

The confusion answer:
"Yes, that's a good point"

The Willy-Wonka answer:
"All questions must be submitted in writing."

The new-topic answer:
"Did you see that guy over there?!"

The complete-BS answer:
"I'm twelve"

The reward-me answer:
"Buy me a drink and I'll tell you."

The overly philosophical answer:
"Well, Einstein once discovered that the quantum tunnels through our body are actually timeless points in a super-physical field."

And, the ever so popular "guess" answer:
"Guess!"

Like I said, that's not all of them, just a taste. The point isn't to use some method or formula for coming up with fake answers. The point is that you choose when and where you will answer a question. The ball's in your court.

Of course, what'll happen when you're first doing this is that a girl will say: "Very funny, you didn't answer my question." Oooooh... she got you good. But, with more practice, you'll blow through this too.

The point here is that some questions or topics are meant to be avoided. And, that's where you want to practice this most.

So, here are some examples of questions you're best off avoiding:

"Don't you just hate Sally?"

"Why do the drinks here cost so much?"

"Do you come here often?"

"Does my ass look big in these jeans?"

Pay attention to these questions and remember, if you feel like the answer will lead to boredom, awkwardness, or just a bad conversation... it is your duty to make people laugh and change the subject. And not just with women. This is your duty for the rest of your life: with family, friends, co-workers, whoever. Make them smile.

There will also be other questions that you'll discover which should be answered sometimes but not all the time. That is your decision, and I leave it to you to use this power wisely. Overuse it, and people will just think you're a dick.

And, since you've made it this far, you now have my official permission to answer all the above questions with...

"Huh? I'm gay!"

10 Days In Australia (w/ Video)

2006-12-26T12:15:00.000-08:00

Read The Report, Then Watch The Video Below!

I wanted to write a long story of every cool adventure that happened while we were in Australia. Niels and I did a tour o Melbourne, Brisbane, and Sydney, dropping PU101 jems on the local ladies men. There were many adventures, and probably a lot to write about. But, as I sit in the Super Shuttle now heading back in to SF, the whole trip seems like a blur. This is what I remember…

We were hitting on girls every single day that we were there. Even an hour before I had to catch my flight, we were still running around the streets of Sydney making girls giggle and smile. It was simply too much fun.

So, the obvious question is this: how are the women in Australia? Phenomenal.
Melbourne is the place to go for a true abundance of hot women. One girl I worked my magic on said that the ratio was 5 women for every guy. And, I tend to believe it. Everyone is super friendly on top of that. There were perhaps the few exceptions of snooty girls. Those ones seemed to go everywhere dressed in what looked like a gown from my 1996 high school reunion. No joke. But, even they were cool once they opened up.

Brisbane had some great women. Daytime is the way to go there (although, we were only there on a Monday and Tuesday). It’s smaller, but some fine looking women walked the streets.

Sydney was just fuckin’ cool. It’s big in Australia like New York is in the states, and meeting people felt very simlar. Actually, what am I saying… aaaah! So many beautiful women! I’ve got a list of about a dozen girls email addresses who I made plans to visit when I return Down Under.

What was really amazing is that I experienced a completely new form of travel for myself. I love to travel and have been to many amazing places. I’ve done the tourist thing (great wall of china, tienamen square, etc all packed into a 4 day trip). I’ve done the homeless hitchhiker thing in Hawaii, the backpacking adventurer, the luxury thing, the Disneyland thing, the Eco tourist thing, the business trip thing, the ride a bicycle as far away from civilization as you can thing, even the “stay in a hotel in your own town and call it a vacation” thing.
But this was something completely new and fun. Discover a city by hitting on girls non stop (and occasionally befriending the cool guys who hang out with cute girls) I didn’t get to see tropical fish or koala bears or aboriginal artwork, but within a very short period of time I felt the pulse of Australia’s living breathing culture. I got in touch with the human element, the way people interact with each other. And, I felt a lot of love.

I recommend it as a way to travel. It’s difficult when you know that you may never see people again. But, that’s also freeing. Next time you travel, let your motto be “fuck it! I’m in another country.” And then talk to everyone who crosses your path.

So, are there stories to tell? Sure..

Let’s take it back to the first impression. Australia. My first time in this lovely country, I didn’t know what to expect. Fresh out of customs, I go to the currency exchange counter. My currency clerk is a nice woman and I get her laughing telling her about how excited I am to be in Australia. So, I ask “How are the Australian women? Cute?”
She laughs and assures me that they are the best. I look and see the other clerk is a young cute Aussie girl, so I say “maybe we should ask her.” The Aussie girl just freezes with giggles and can’t even respond. These ladies are loving it, so I don’t let up. “Oh… she’s blushing. Yes, this is going to be a good trip.” More giggles, more blushing. Too much fun.

I go find Niels and let him know, “this is gonna be easy.”

During our first stop in Melbourne, we ended up laughing at ourselves. Within the first couple of days, we’d met many amazing women, even bringing a few of them back to the hotel. But, under the circumstances, no substantial romance came of any of it. Mostly laughter and good times. I’ll share one of those adventures with you.

Around 2:30AM after the workshop ended Saturday night in Melbourne. We walked into a bar named Polly. This place rocked. Awesome decor with a classical twist. Very loungy and swanky. Beautiful yet fun bronze statuettes. Fresh cut flower bouquets and the perfect mood lighting. And all very red. Melbourne, you’ve outdone yourself with this one. It was less of a singles bar and more of a scene for social circles and groups. But, that didn’t stop us. We met two girls on a couch and got cozy next to them. As the bar closed, we discovered that my girl drove a convertible. Now, there’s nothing that makes me happier in life than cruising through a foreign city at 3AM with the top down. This girl was great. And she was learning Violin too. Very cool. We chatted with them into the wee hours of the night until Niels’ girl was literally falling asleep mid-sentence, so we sent them on their way. I’ll have to visit her upon my return to Melb.

In Brisbane, I spent the day on my own, while Niels prepared for our seminar. I met a cute Japanese girl who, among other things, was quite a few years older than me. Niels teased me, but this woman was cool and had that youthful Japanese skin. Mmm…. She did cool things like aromatherapy and massage and I was in need of some healing. (Get your mind out of the gutter, perverts!)

She was sitting on a park bench during the day, and we had a drink and I showed her my hotel. I told her that I had to do a seminar and that she should come back at 10:30PM. She came back at 11:30 and we decided just to stay in and enjoy the hotel's wonderful amenities.

In Sydney, our shuttle pulled up to our hotel and we realized that we were right in the heart of the city. People everywhere! We wouldn’t have to walk 10 feet to find a cute girl. This was going to be good. But, before we got into anything, we had to check out the harbor, and the famous opera house. Wow, very cool. That’s when it all felt real. Australia. (well, that and the drunk blokes getting thrown out of a bar in Melbourne – Australia moment).

It was raining a little, but that didn’t stop us from hitting the streets and chasing after cuties.

On my last night, we finally found our dream set. A tall blond German girl for Niels (ooh, she was cute). And, an adorable little Japanese girl for me. We pulled them off the street and into a bar to have a drink with us. But, it soon proved to be too little too late. Everyone was falling asleep, even the girls were exhausted as they had just come from their final exams.

The next day, I left Niels to go on alone. He had some old friends to catch up with (his first girlfriend ever, to be specific). So, we parted ways.

Returning to America, the first thing I noticed was damn! It’s cold here! Jeez… San Francisco’s like a refrigerator right now.

But, I love coming home. It’s one of my favorite parts of traveling. And, It’s gonna be fun going back down under next spring.

Some of the stuff you see in the video corresponds with the following write up, so pay attention and see if you can match the details.

New Turntables!

2006-12-02T03:14:00.000-08:00

The New Turntables arrived today for our house! It's way exciting. Already, I've been matching beats and it turns out I'm pretty good. It took a little getting used to, and I know that I'll only get better.

Look mom, I'm gonna be a DJ!

What a fantastic day! Radio and Records. We're taking it back to the old school.

Video Killed The Radio Star

2006-12-02T03:00:00.001-08:00

... But, perhaps not. In this case, video brought out the radio star. From CNBC, to KYGT - "The Goat". I'm gonsta bees on da Ray-De-Oh!!!!! Colorado, so everyone out in Denver area tune in.

I'm supposed to get the mp3, so don't worry, I'll put it up here and share it too.

Truth be told... I was nervous as hell. Craig called me and said, "hey, there's a radio interview today, wanna do it?" And, I said "uhh.... uh.... uh....." and then he said "it's an hour long." And I said "duhh..... uh... uh...." and then in the end, I knew that I had to do it. It's just the next step for me. 6 months from now, this will seem like nothing all over again.

There's something cool about agreeing to do something that you've never done before and don't feel comfortable doing. You can't fucking back out, so you better be on point.

I'm so glad I bought that Eminem 12" Lose Yourself.
"You only get one shot...
Success is your only motherfuckin' option,
Failure's not!"

In the end it was a really fun experience. I love talking about chicks.

Solo Mission: Three for Thursday

2006-12-02T03:00:00.000-08:00

Thursday night, I went out to my secret spot. Great crowd, fun times. I only opened three sets. One was a guy and that hardly even counts. One was a waitress, but at least she was cute. One was a tall skinny gorgeous brazillian girl. That counts. I was tired and went home after that.

I've decided though, my original goal was to talk to 100 women on solo nights. Then, I changed it to 10 nights. But, now I'm going back to the original, and gonna say 10 sets per night for 6 more nights. I've gotta quit settling for the easy sets, and talk to more people.

So, that's the update. I'm going to Australia on Monday, so probably not gonna get more than one night in before then.

15 Minutes of Fame

2006-11-22T15:16:00.000-08:00

Yours truely,

Lovable Lover, Daniel Johnson, was on the Tee Vee yesterday.

Check the replay here

G.O.t.Month: When She Walks Into Your Life

2006-11-21T16:48:00.000-08:00

Yes,
The Girl of the Month. This is what it's about. Girl of the Day doesn't mean much because many days go by in my life with no girls who amaze me.

Today started as an average day. Not, that I wasn't amazed, but it was the usual women around town.

Then, I was going down the escalator when I first saw her. She looked cute, but I from escalator to escalator, I didn't get a good view.

Then, she comes down to the same floor as me and I see her again. We cross paths.
And then it hits me. This girl is fucking gorgeous. Unbelievable. I quickly scan the archived memories of my brain and realize this must be the hottest woman I've seen in probably the last 4 months? maybe 6 months?

Probably about 5'10" Full luscious breasts (but not fake). Devine cheekbones. Flat stomach. Bright eyes. Tight jeans. Just an amazing body, and pure natural beauty. A powerful woman.

I know that I have to approach her. It's not even a question of hitting on her, it's more like if I saw the most amazing rose, I'd have to stop and smell it.

I walk up and stop her. And, with no holding back I let her know exactly how I felt. That she was unbelievably beautiful. She was super flattered. Funny, that when I got closer, I did see some flaws. Indeed she wasn't perfect, but thank god. If she'd been perfect I might have passed out or something. And she had the warmest smile that I could tell she was a real down to earth person.

I asked her what her story was... married? 6 boyfriends? what?

She said that she had a boyfriend she's known for 9 years. I congratulated her.

Soon after, she went on her way.

Mmmmmm.... so fucking beautiful. Makes me smile.

New Haircut

2006-11-21T11:10:00.000-08:00

NEW HAIR!

That's right, I've gone corporate. The hair is gone. May it rest in peace. And, may the unfolding of a new era begin.

I originally decided to grow my hair long "because I could" and it seemed like a fun idea. Now short hair sounds fun too. My hairdresser gets an evil pleasure out of cutting guys long hair off, so at least I made her happy.

I went to Zip Zap Hair, after I was looking on Yelp and saw that my friend Jeffy from RSD recomended it. Gotta say, I was pleased. Very cool spot. Only thing was that my hair lady (Bethany) was like over a half hour late when she finished with me, 'cause we were talking about chicks.

Tale of Good Luck: God Sends Me a Girl

2006-11-20T02:52:00.000-08:00

There's a concept I think about a lot. It's called "being hungry." If you're hungry, you're gonna get off your ass and go hunt some food.

It's one of the most amazing forces in the universe because it can overpower any emotion like fear, worry, even pain. The question is how hungry are you?

But, I'll stay on topic here.

Today I was starting to feel the hunger. I haven't even gone a week without a woman, but there was no telling how long it would last.

I even reached a point today, while at home, dreaming, where I thought about an ex-girlfriend of mine and how sexy she would be right about now. I ALMOST picked up the phone and called her. I almost cancelled my plans to go out at night just to call her up and spend a nice Sunday evening cuddling.

But, I didn't do that.

And, I almost cancelled my plans just to stay home and get work done and get a good night sleep. But, I didn't do that either. I was hungry, and I wanted to stay hungry. I love being out, hitting on girls. I just love it. And, I wasn't going to get thrown off the path.

I got dressed up again (same as last night). My white H&M shirt and my black woven fedora. God, I love that shirt and that hat. Oh yeah, and my crazy cool black boot shoes. I was feeling good.

Walking to the bar, I was nervous again. Not only was I going out alone, I was going to a completely new venue. This is it, the ultimate test. I do this, and you can put me in any city anywhere in the world and I'll be right at home. A great mission.

As I was walking down the street, I kept getting compliments on my hat. I always do. My friends on the street asking for change always call it out. One guy even decided to walk with me for a block. He complimented the hat, and then looked down and saw the shoes and then he said he liked the whole look. Then, he looked at me and said "ohhhh... you got game! You're a player aren't you!" I just smiled.

He got excited and then took a penny out of his cup and gave it to me. He said that it was good luck for both of us, as long as I didn't spend it. He said "take it home and lose it and it's good luck for both of us." He didn't even ask for money from me, he just went on his way. Cool.

So, I got to the bar feeling good, and then like a total dork, I got lost inside the building trying to find the actual bar part. Cool. It's for real. I just had to laugh.

Inside the door, I start talking to girls. My first set is two Korean girls. They open up and seem cool, but nothing ever gets going. I don't know why it is, but I haven't done very well with Korean girls for over a year now. Perhaps they can sense that I get too excited. From now on, I think I'm not going to tell them that I've been to Korea. They can find out after they've known me for at least a couple hours. I think it only holds me back. Treat them like normal girls.

Anyway, next set was really cool, and it was the reason that I go out. This is the missing link. The missing puzzle piece. It was two girls who were just plain cool! They weren't hot, they were just fun.

We all started checking out chicks together and then I went and hit on the hot girls, with them as my cheerleaders. This is the shit that makes it all work. Instantly I had two super cool wingmen... that weren't even men, and I didn't even know who they were. That's what I'm talking about. In fact, I think I diagnosed a sticking point today along these lines. I've been falling into that age old trap of chasing only the hot girls. Gotta use all the pieces on the board.

These girls were cool, but eventually I got deep into another set and lost track of them. Hope they had a good night. Hope I see them again someday to give them both big hugs.

The next girl was one who I actually met last weekend. (wow, weeks seem like such a long time these days). I thought that she was really drunk last weekend, but now I think maybe she's just like that. She's a cute little asian girl who just flirts hardcore non-stop with every guy in the bar.

Needless to say, she flirted hardcore with me. I just kept pushing her away, not about to take her seriously until she gave me a reason to. Her guy friend was super cool though. He was a lawyer and told me his break down of the game. This guy was a natural for sure, and I got his email for later contact. (This is also why I go out. Things are coming together here)

Quick interlude: Tall lawyer dude's game -
First off, I think he'd do a little better to give people more space when talking. His face was often way close to mine and honestly, I didn't like it. His kino was on point. he was even constantly touching me on the shoulder completely unconciously. He was also a conversationalist, because he kept me entertained with stories and didn't seem like he'd be shutting up anytime soon. (and that's coming from someone who also likes to talk).

This is how he breaks down the game (all very solid):
"All through high school. All through College. I wasn't getting anything. It wasn't until I graduated law school, and just stopped giving a fuck. That's the secret man! All you gotta do is not give a fuck and you'll get laid so easy. Just be fun and witty and a nice guy and don't give a fuck."

Good summary. Then, he told me about small town America girls and how easy they are. He said they'll fall for any guy who's ever read a whole book. He recomends Fresno and Modesto. Hmmm.... I guess if you can stand the excrutiating pain of strip malls and boredom. (no disrespect to any Fresno/Modesto compadres out there)

Anyway, I forgot the biggest part of the story. Silly me, leaving out details.

This is where it really gets erie. The ex-girlfriend who I mentioned at the beginning... the girl I was thinking about calling. She walked into the bar. I hadn't seen her in probably 4 months, and now I think about fucking her and she appears. Magical, I tell you. This game is simply magical.

I'm talking about step one of the player's 12 steps. I'm fully admiting that there is a higher power at play here. Just try to say that isn't a weird cosmic joke. C'mon.

I give her a hug and say hi. And, then I keep hitting on girls.

Eventually, the super-flirty girl gets kinda pissed that I've been ignoring her. And, for a second she seems to really be interested in me. So, I invite her out for a date. She jumps on it and we swap numbers. I'm not holding my breath, but it would be nice if it works.

Then, I see Christophe of RSD. Now, I'm clearly not alone anymore. My ex-girlfriend and a fellow pickup artist. What's the deal, anyway. I'm just a guy trying to get a break in the big city.

No biggie. I say what's up to him and his cutie. Cool cat.

Then, I look around and see more hot girls, and I look at my ex. And, well, I say "fuck it. This must have come together for a reason. Don't be an idiot, Daniel."

I grab my ex, take her home and fuck her silly. Then, she gets dressed and goes home. She's such a great girl.

I missed the end of a really cool party, but I think God planned it that way. Leaving early only left me wanting more. And, next time it will be sooo on!

Re: Whether to Drink, and What is cool?

2006-11-19T12:27:00.000-08:00

Someone recently asked:
"How do you avoid playing drinking games or drinking in general in a playful way without killing the party vibe and still be seen as cool?
I also need some advice about how you guys would handle these types of situations, especially when the girls are trying to get you to drink and tell you about your sexual experiences. "

And, here's my reply:

Here is the truth of the matter...

People Drink to get something out of it. Drinking is not the goal in itself!

People drink to escape, or to have fun, or let loose, or be more confident, or to be more social, or to have an excuse to act stupid. That is what people want!

Think about it for a little bit, because when you understand that, you realize that this question is really irrelevant. Drink or not drink? It doesn't matter. The question is, why are people drinking, and how can you get there - alcohol is only one path. Often, a path for the unimaginative.

There are many ways to escape, have fun, let loose, be more social, etc...

If we take the specific example of your party. The girls clearly wanted you to let loose, have fun, and say something stupid and embarrasing. And they wanted to do the same. That's the point - not the drinking. Doing stupid stuff brings people closer together. And there are many ways for you to get to that destination.

So, I'm going to take a detour for a second and tell a little story.

I was just watching , Uta Hagen's Acting Class video series. (A very cool video by the way). One thing that she mentions is one mistake that many bad actors make. They are on stage doing an activity and they put too much importance on the activity, and not enough on the interaction of the characters.

Let's say the set is a kitchen with two actors fighting about money. While they fight, they wont be standing still. (No one ever just stands still.) But, instead they will be doing something like putting dishes away, or munching on an apple or fiddling with the tablecloth, or something.

And Actors make two mistakes. They either do nothing, and just look like robots delivering lines. Or they get too involved in the activity, so that washing dishes is more important than the fight about money.

Uta's suggestion is that you walk around a kitchen doing things, but none of it is important. You might pick up a dish and start to put it away and then start fighting and forget about it and put it down again. Or you might fold the table cloth 10 times.

Why? Because the activity isn't important. What's important is the interaction between the characters. And that's what I'm getting at here.

Why am I going off on such a tangent? Because this goes way beyond just drinking.

You know that you are creating amazing interactions when the activities fade away into the background. You know that you are really engaging someone when nothing else in the environment matters. THIS is what people want. They want to be swept away by another human being in a real human moment!

Imagine a conversation so good that she doesn't even remember that she's holding her drink. Imagine sitting down for dinner and two hours later, you realize that you still haven't touched your food. Imagine walking down the sidewalk and forgeting where you're going because you were so immersed in the experience.

Apply this to drinking or anything else. Imagine playing your drinking game and you pick up the glass to drink and then start telling a story, and everyone laughs and they are so swept away that everyone forgets you were going to drink. You can literally do this for hours. People don't care if you are drinking. The want to have fun, and be swept away.

Perhaps it is a girl waiting for a bus on the sidewalk. Her bus comes and you say "You should get on the bus. Actually, it reminds me of this time..." and you start into a story and she's engaged and all of a sudden her bus pulls away and she says "oh well, I'll catch the next one."

That is the power of charisma. You can literally get away with anything.

Here's another tip. The most confident people define what's cool. Nobody really knows what "cool" is. It's either what we decide it is, or what someone else decides it is. There's no objective "cool".

And, the younger someone is, the more easily influenced they are about what is "cool." A great example of this is the episode of South Park with Paris Hilton

Actually, watch that video ten times and then everytime your friends ask you to play drinking games, just think of Stupid Spoiled Whores and laugh. You decide what's cool. Make it up. It's your reality.

Best luck and drink or no drink... have fun.

-Daniel

Outing Report: Bar Hopping

2006-11-19T01:27:00.000-08:00

That went well.

I went out and went bar hopping (again, all by myself). Again, I started the night in my head, not feeling so social.

I was thinking about my ex-girlfriend today and looking at pictures and cried for a little bit. It made me feel good.

But, anyway. I went out and started walking around just not feeling it. It was rough, and I was afraid that it'd be another night struggling to build momentum.

Finally, I got my ass inside a bar and boom, opened a set right away. A 32 year old hottie, and doncha know it, just didn't get the vibe from her. I don't know what she was thinking. This girl should've been all over me, but oh well.

I met a blond girl and she seemed into me. It was a good vibe, and her friends liked me too. But, the only girl in the group that I liked was there with her boyfriend. (ha ha... dork got dragged along for ladies night out.) But, I really have to start liking white girls. This blond was cute, but I just honestly felt nothing. Maybe I need to go live in Sweden for a little while. I think that'd do me some good.

But, I'm wandering off topic. The point is that I was doing fine, talking to girls and having fun. It wasn't so rough and bumpy like before. I hardly felt like I was alone.

In fact, I ran into a friend at the bar, so I decided to leave soon after. No friends allowed on this adventure.

Walking from bar to bar was when I realized how alone I was. Back to ground zero. A new bar and starting all over again.

This bar, I talked to a group of 4 girls and 1 guy. The girls opened up well, but half the group couldn't hear me. Then, one more guy came out of nowhere and stole my hat. Guess he felt threatened. I tried to teach one girl the explosion handshake and she just kept whining "I don't knoooow what you're doooooing..." It was the weirdest thing ever. A girl with no imagination or fun... she couldn't even figure out how to do a silly handshake. Then the other guy in the group kept asking me with super seriousness "are you a promoter for the bar?" Over and over, he kept asking me. Like I was at the wax museum and the guy had an electronic voice box in him.

The vibe got so weird that the one girl who I liked,and seemed to somewhat dig me, eventually just got turned off by the whole event. I graciously exited.

On my way out of the bar, I met another two set. Two girls from an international space convention - now that's fucking cool. One girl from DC, one girl from Canada, and they were out with a dozen other friends from Europe, Canada, etc.

These girls didn't really do it for me, but they were friendly and I had a good time talking with them. That's what it's all about. Good times.

And, once I finally left there was a hottie girl coming in the bar with her passport in hand. This girl was hot! So, I knew that I had to open her. I had to. So, I saw the passport and asked where she was from. She said Canada. I said "oh, are you part of the space group?"
She lit up, surprised that I knew anything about it. She went inside, but I decided not to follow.

The night went on like this. Another bar. Another bar. Each time I was in the sidewalk, I was once again alone. Each time I was in a bar, I had fun talking with the people.

Eventually, one set stuck and I connected with a girl for a little while. She was cute. We had a lot in common and we're practically neighbors, so it seemed all good. Only thing was that she was drunk, and it was both unattractive and killing my game. No pull. Got her number, and if by chance she remembers me tomorrow, then it should be rolling smooth from there. I mean, we're neighbors, so it's practically mandatory for us to fuck.

After that, I walked around and didn't see many more girls to approach. It was a good night. And, I think that clearly I'm going to have to spend some time really finding out how to find hot women. I really want the hottie hot hot women. Like mind bending and stuff. Of course, I have unique taste, so we'll see where that takes me.

Now I'm going to sleep. The Chamomile tea should kick in soon.

Tale of Struggle: Solo and the Sub-Standards

2006-11-18T01:43:00.000-08:00

What a brutal night, and great learning experience. Brutal more on the inside than the outside. Girls were generally quite pleasant.

I decided to fly solo. This is exactly what I needed. Wake up call. I haven't been out alone in a long long time and it's rare even when it happens. This will be my first challenge back in the game. I've set out to do about a hundred "sets" completely alone.

I've been out with friends, workshop students, even kinky girlfriends. But for me, it's always always easier than going completely alone. No friends, no wings, nothing. In fact, I went to bars that I don't frequent often, so not even friendly doormen or bartenders.

I love this shit. I'm taking it back to the foundation and start with the building blocks. A complete overhaul. Funniest part about going solo is that I'm forced to practice the pure fundamentals. The cold approach. The complete stranger. No one to turn to, no one to help dig me out of a ditch.

The truth is, it's about time I take this challenge on.

Of course, I left the house completly in my head. I was tired on top of it. Just thinking to myself about who knows what. All alonel, walking down the sidewalk. I see some hotties but don't approach. I don't know why. I told myself that I was waiting for the bar to turn it on. hmmm...

Here comes the first lesson, and the part that stayed in my face all night. Best way to go solo is to talk to everybody. Every fucking body. This is nothing new for me. I knew what to do, but just wasn't doing it.

It was so bad that eventually a couple stopped me on the sidewalk and asked me directions to the same bar where I was going. And all I could think was "I don't want to talk to these people". Lol... not the best mood for going out. But, it was a sign from the heavens (the first of many for the night). They were sent to warm me up. I was impressed by how quickly my charm comes out. My banter hits sharp even when I'm not "warm". They probably couldn't even tell that I was feeling anti-social. But, I could.

We walked to the bar together and I had them laughing the whole way. Teasing them about how they were probably going to take me to an alley and chop me up into little bits.

Once at the bar, I ditch my friends and go walk the alley. Boom, four hotties at a birthday party. I do nothing. Stall. And then go. I ask one of them if she's guarding the doorway. She laughs and runs away. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice that her friend is really really really cute. A little asian girl with a gap in her front teeth just like Madonna.

I walk around and do a couple more sets. There's not a lot of hotties. I see Madonna again and get a fuller glimpse of her body. Nice fuckin' breasts. She looks good. I decide that she is the hottest girl in the bar (by my standards). I mean she's like a petite asian Madonna for chris' sake! And Madonna's fuckin' hot like a virgin and shit.

And, now I'm motivated. Yes! This is why I'm out. I have to figure out how to meet her. I cruise the bar again, but this girl is so completely surrounded by friends. It's a birthday party. She's like sandwiched in on all sides. My mind knows the answer, but my body doesn't respond. It's simple: go talk to the guy. work your way into the group. I've done it a hundred times before.

All alone, and not being in the vibe of it all, I don't like that option. I just want her. I just want to take Madonna home and have my wicked way with her.

I leave and go to another bar. This bar sucks. Long ass line. Lots of hotties in line, but my body doesn't approach. No easy sets. I walk back to the first bar. I do more easy sets. I get stuck with the sub-standards. Girls I'm not really into. And for some reason, I don't enjoy myself despite the fact. For some reason I get obsessed with hunting for hotties.

I end up opening a really hot Brazilian girl. She opens great and is smiling ear to ear. It's kinda cool. She's hot. She's even taller than me. But, for some reason I'm not interested. I get kisses on the cheeks and then wander off.

I talk to two Japanese girls and they kind of blow me off for god only knows what reason. Again, these girls were sub-standard for me. Maybe they could feel my vibe and didn't like it. I just wanted to have fun with them. Japanese girls love me, so c'mon.... don't they know who I am? Laugh and enjoy allready, damn it! :)

Ok. Moment of truth. I've got to go for Madonna. She's now on the dancefloor in a grind sandwich with two girlfriends. Man, really tight in the group. What the hell am I gonna do?

I decide on a trusty opener from the famous Will. I decide to go up and ask her name, tell her that she's cute and then tell her that I'll find her later and walk away. My energy is no match for their super-grind dance tactics. So, I'll try a two-step process.

I get close and make my move. But, the music stops. The girls aren't dancing and can hear me loud and clear. All of a sudden the whole group is staring at me. I go with the same opener, but it totally bombs. The girls drag her back into the thrusting pulsing mass of girls grinding on each other in birthday cheer. Just as I had suspected.

Looking back, a better approach would've been to engage the whole group during the break in music with something fun and high energy. Oh well.

The music comes back on... and guess fuckin' what! ... Eminem: "You only get one shot. Better take your chance and move. This opportunity comes once in a liftime... " God is fuckin' laughing at me, that bastard! I feel so alive in this moment. I choked just like Rabbit in 8 Mile. I choked... could it be more ironically humor-ful! Fucking fantastic! I start grinning like a little baby, feeling so good that at least something makes sense.

And, I decide to dance. But, as soon as I dance, the dj cuts to another record. Asshole. He didn't even play eminem for like a minute or something.

Ok, now what? I go back to the sub-standard Japanese girls. They talk to me for a little while and then get pissed off at me and tell me to go away. Cool. Whatever. They clearly don't know who I am.

Back to zero. All alone. This game is only for the brave. I like it much.

Did I mention, I was wearing my trusty white button up shirt from H&M. I really think I like this thing. It brightens up my whole look. Fits well. I should've bought a dozen of them. Don't know what I was thinking with the jeans and shoes, but the shirt was really feeling good. It made me happy when I looked in the mirror.

Oh, forgot to mention one other thing. Madonna wasn't as hot as I thought once I really saw her up close. This always seems to happen. In fact, the truth is that I've lost faith that any women are really as hot as the fantasies. Magazines and Hollywood are bullshit. Every girl's got her flaws. But, it's no biggie. I like 'em in all shapes and sizes.

And, I still think Madonna was the hottest girl in the bar. So, I decided to move on.

In the next bar, I hop in line and attempt a conversation with the group in front of me, but somehow my timing is 100% off because some other guy enters at the same time and there all from Indiana or something and somehow no one even hears or sees me. lol... (that didn't work)

I get inside and walk around for a bit. Once again, I'm cold and in my head. This definitely isn't the way to do it. But, it's all an adventure.

And once again, I'm surprised by how quickly I flip the switch when I do open. This part of myself is something that I'm starting to like.

I end up lounging against a wall doing the typical guy-on-the-wall thing. So cute. I'm near the other guys doing the same thing. Such dorks.

Then, a girl passes. She's got a nice whispy blouse and some other cool garments that make her look like a character from a fantasy book. I see her face and for a second, she looks just like my ex-girlfriend in Korea. The girl I loved so deeply. I'm taken back by this experience, and watch as she orders a drink and then returns my way.

As she's walking past, I catch a better glimpse. In fact, she is nowhere near as hot as my ex-girlfriend. Once again, the deception. She's older and just not as cute. But, still she's got that certain elegance.

So, as she walks by, I tap her on the arm and (still leaning against the wall) I signal for her to come over and join me. She does just that. The guy next to me who was also wall-flowering is blown away by this. He keeps staring at me for the next 10 minutes. He wasn't expecting that one was he!

So, I talk to the girl and indeed she is Korean. So beautiful. And indeed she is slightly older than me. No biggie. But, alas she is also sub-standard. The easy sets aren't getting me anywhere near the quality of women I really desire. We talk for a while and then her friends are leaving and she goes with them. A great interaction, and a cool girl. Fun overall.

At this point I'm tired, but I wander around a little more just enough to realize how many other supremely gorgeous women there are in the bar. Wow, what a night! But, I'd lost momentum. Buy a burrito and go home, champ.

In the end, a succesful night in it's own peculiar way. Biggest lesson learned is that I have to get a copy of Eminem's 8 mile song and blast that shit before I go out. For the love of god: YOU ONLY GET ONE CHANCE! What are you gonna do, just sit on your ass and do nothing with your life? No! You choke, and make a fool of yourself and then you get back out there and keep pushing through until you someday get a chance to rap about how white you are! That's what breakthrough is all about. Success doesn't come to the guys on the sidelines. What could be more enlivening than the struggle to succeed, and the ultimate victory!

So, I'm gonna continue on with this mission for a little while. I'm keeping strict on myself. Not letting up until we take it to the next level. We're going jedi. We're going zen pickup master.

And since I'm going solo, I'll throw out this quote from Prodigy of Mobb Deep:
"When you see me at a show, on stage or on the street, I definetely got the gat on me, know what I'm sayin? ...So don't gamble wit ya life, du'. Word up."

Actually, I don't know what that has to do with anything, but c'mon.

Coming Soon To A Theater Near You

2006-11-17T16:44:00.000-08:00

Check out this cool video we made over at PU101 headquarters. I reckon we'll sell just about 10 billion of these dvds.

Physical Confidence

Awesome Wingman Rules

2006-11-17T03:52:00.000-08:00

Recently, a discussion was spurred on the local yahoo group about the wingman relationship.

Here's my tooo cents.

This topic has been discussed heaps already. So no need to re-write the bible. No need to overcomplicate either.

Priority #1 of wings - Have fun! The point of all this is to have fun, so don't get uptight about winging "correctly". Much better to do it "funly" That mean's don't kill the vibe with "shoulds" and "rules". Schools out for the summer. How about "awesome suggestions for wings"

Priority #2 - Help your friend get his hottie

Priority #3 - Get other hotties in the group.

Suggestions:
If you see your friend talking to some hotties: Go up and say "what's up". Be polite. Don't ignore your friend like you're some foaming at the mouth horndog lady chaser. Don't ignore the girls like you are too cool for school. Don't try to impress anyone, you're allready cool because you're already part of the group.

If you're buddy is doing well with the girls, you'll easily enter the conversation. If he isn't doing well, you probably came in too early or too late, but no worries, give him some space to bring the energy back up and then come back later. Or help him bring the energy up.

Listen to your buddy for directions. If he wants you to leave, he'll probably tell you something subtle like: "Hey, Bob wanted to talk to you over there." or maybe something simple like "Hey, give me a minute."

If he wants you to join, he'll pull you into the conversation. Use your intuition to figure out which girl he likes (this is usually very easy to determine based on kino, etc.) Then, game the other girls. If you make a mistake, don't worry, he'll correct you (this could be something simple like "No, that's my girl".) It's his job to direct the show, and if he is an indecisive weenie, then you can take over and do whatever you want. He may be interested in both girls and you're decisiveness will help him make up his mind.

Once formalities are taken care of, you should start a conversation with the every member of the group *except* the hottie that he likes. Let him get some alone time. This is much easier done soon after you enter rather than waiting and doing a cross-battle 4-way conversation (always a no-no - it's just plain awkward). That is, you don't want to be two guys talking to two girls. You want to be one guy talking to one girl and one guy talking to 1+ girls.

From this point, do what you like.

Note also: when not talking to girls, the main rule is - don't talk game. Better yet, don't even talk to your wing when you're not talking with girls. Just say "what's up" and then leave him to go
chase some hotties.

Don't overcomplicate this stuff. And take a look around at the naturals. You'll never see a natural getting anal about "rules" when out partying. There's no "job" to do. No. a guy goes out, has fun, brings a girl home. That's the way chimps do it, so can we.

A wing in need: Best thing a wing can do is sense when wingmanship is needed. It's not easy, but usually it's a situation where one girl likes your friend, but the other girl is pulling her away. When a wingman comes in at the right time, it feels like God himself is on your side. It feels like an angel sent down from heaven. - Hoping you all can take this advice and go make those magical moments happen.

Re-cap:
1. Go talk to girls.
2. When you see that your wing could use some help - go say "hi."
3. Let your friend get some alone time with his girl, and entertain everyone else in the group while he does.

Good Luck,

Daniel

Tale Of The Chase: Sexy Thighs

2006-11-17T02:04:00.000-08:00

The Player Returns -
Once again I'm in the field, in the effing trenches. Got mud on my face and stuff. After one girlfriend of nine months moved back to her home in Japan, and then my other girlfriend of five months just recently moved back to her home in Thailand, I'm left once again... SINGLE!

"dear god" you say?

Yes, It's been over a year since the last time I was single, and it feels better than ever. So damn refreshing. Colors are brighter, sounds are more crisp. It's a wonderful world.

And, single can only mean one thing... Game Time!

I can't tell you how much I've been longing for this. Back in the clubs, feeling the sweat of dancing bodies tripping over me in drunken stupors. Loud music doing permanent ear damage. "Bitch Shields"! Yeah... this is the good life. And, I haven't even gone out for a daytime mission yet. The world's wide open.

So, I set out tonight to a favorite bar. I've pulled from there before, should be good place to get back in it. Haven't been there in a long time - since I wrote the report about making out with an Italian girl (I believe it was called "Tell me you want to fuck me") Oh, that was hot.

And when I got to the bar... uhhh... ahhh haaa.... yes. Memories. Funny though, after months away, it seems different. I remember the way I use to own the place like it was my own. But, now I'm even more confident, now I'm more comfortable. It's been a while, but I think I'm gonna like it.

I set out with a wingman who I rarely wing with. My goals are simple: 1) to go out to a social place for only the sake of being social. 2) Do something or try something with the intent of getting back into the swing of things.

So easy. I'm there.

We walk in to the bar, and it's a little bit empty. I don't open the first set that I see, but no biggie. I strut across the dancefloor and near the bar. OK, warm-up. Two girls - very easy, very open. I open no problem with something like "Hey, how's it going?"

We talk, it's on. They both love me. I have a little trouble picking one girl off, and could use a wing. My friends walk by me like 5 times, and eventually, after about 15 minutes in the set, I drag my wingman in to help me out. He happily takes the girl that I wasn't going for.

Size up the situation. These girls were cute. Yes. Fun. Yes. hmmm... read them... they're ready to hook up. Yes.

Best bet at this point: grab the girls, ditch the bar. Should've grabbed my wingman and the girls and gone off to go play pool at my "local" bar - PSF. No biggie. Niether my wingman nor I are really playing the game for keeps right now. We want to mingle.

I leave and go flirt with other girls, which clearly makes girl 1 jealous. Oh well. Gotta ask myself what's the goal tonight? Game time.

Blond chubby girl likes me. Yes. Big hugs. Two eighties girls like me. Yes. Photos and hugs. But, not my type. In fact, not a lot of girls there that really wow me.

I kept cruising around. I opened some other girls. It was fun. Then, there were three girls that kinda caught my eye. So, hell... I talked to them.

"Are you guys rockin' the cassbah?"

They start talking back, but they're not very open to me. The alpha girl (Let's call her Alice) gives me some attitude, but it's fun. The one on my right isn't saying much and has closed off body language (let's call her Suzy). The one across from me asks me questions and stuff and is cool to me (we'll call her Mary). But, still the vibe is uncomfortable for about two minutes or so.

Let the chase begin.

I keep going for a while, and they tease me because I'm too young. (They were all late 20s, early 30s - not very unlike me). After a while, they open up their circle a little and relax toward my presence. Good. I get Suzy into a one on one conversation a couple of times. (I liked Suzy and Mary - both cute). Suzy had the most adorable face and big bright eyes. She was chubby - which honestly was super hot. Among other things, I'm quite interested in finding a chubby girlfriend right now. It's been a while, and a girl with just the right curves is often such a turn on. Fit girls are good too.

Eventually, the girls sit on the bench, and it gives me the best chance to sit on one end and get intimate with Suzy.

But, hell, is she interested? Wtf.

I pull another wingman in to help me out with the other girls. He does his job well.

So, I talk to Suzy one on one. Her legs are crossed, her arms are crossed. (sexy thighs that keep driving me crazy)

For all purposes, she seems locked up toward me. Not putting her heart into it. Kino is next to nothing. I call it out, but with no success. She's just not interested.

We're about 10-15 minutes in to the interaction now. And, I work more and more to get this girl involved in the conversation. She's smiling, she's responding, but she's just not into it.

I don't know why I'm still talking to her at this point, but I just don't like the idea of letting her go. What's the point. I'm hot, she should want me. And she hasn't run away yet.

I finally start to be really blatant. This is my standard method. By about 5 minutes, she should be somewhat interested and willing to stay in a one on one conversation with me. By 10-15 minutes she should be holding my hand. Etc. etc... something like that. This girl was way behind schedule. What was going on?

So many times in the past, I would've left this girl and gone on to find another. But, I was interested in trying to push through it. Basically, I felt like I was in the friend zone with her already.

So, I start telling her how hot she is and how attracted I am. And I start drilling her about why she's not way into me. I mean seriously, why isn't this girl clawing at me? I'm a sexy dude.

No boyfriend, no husband. What is it?

"You're a nice enough guy."

"Yeah, I know I'm nice, but c'mon. Tell me I'm sexy!"

Eventually she says something like "You're too young."

Ok, now we're getting somewhere. Interesting. I'm two years younger than her, but still.

I keep working it and keep persisting. She tells me a story about this doctor that she knows and likes who makes her sweat because she gets so nervous around him. So, I ask what it is that she likes about him. She tells me that it's something about his sense of humor and "he's such a flirt" Holy shit! Who's more of a flirt than me? uh?

I'm like Pepe Le Peu at this point. I'm on full throttle chase. It's fun. I tell her that I hate her because she's such a tease. I hate her because she's way sexy and yet she's giving me nothing and she wont tell me to go away either.

Eventually, I give up and decide to go talk to more girls. I say goodbye, thinking that in fact I will never know what turns this girl on and why it's not me.

When I reach the dancefloor it's way to crowded. Not my vibe. Icky sweaty hot. I see my wingman with a HOT latina girl. Rock on!

I decide to go to the back room for a little more space. I hit on a drunk girl. She kino's the fuck out of me. Her friend shows up and tries to hook me up. Fuckin' drunk girls. I'm not interested. I see the other girl from my first set of the night. She's drunk too. She kino's the fuck out of me. ehhh... I'm saving her as a maybe for later. I see a girl that I dated twice about a year or two ago - never had sex with her. She gives me a weird vibe.

I get tired and decide to sit down for a rest. Suzy is still there on the bench so I return to her.

This time something's different. I'm way laid back. I feel a much deeper level of comfort and of "being my self". I didn't notice it the first time, but only in contrast did I notice a certain amount of me putting on a show the first time.

I relax into it and just sit for the sake of sitting. I hang out for the sake of hanging out. And, I re-engage the conversation. I don't know what we talked about, but I sat there for about an hour talking about just about everything. We got into some deeper topics. And I made her laugh a bunch.

The whole time, I kept drilling her with statements of interest. I kept trying to be as blatant as I could possibly be that "I'M HITTING ON YOU!" Hell, maybe I should've just yelled it in all caps at her.

She said she wakes up early on the weekends. I said, "Cool, you can cook me breakfast while I stay in bed."

She laughed.

I say, "wow, you must like morning sex then."

She laughed.

One after another, I hit her with my sexual intentions. And, she didn't run away. I figured eventually she would break, either running away in disgust or melting into my arms.

I go for a handtest, she is super frigid. No kino from her.

But, the conversation continues. I ask her to marry me. I tell her that I hate her because I'm falling in love with her.

All this is interspersed with fluff talk, people watching and some genuinely good conversation.

I tell her that she is way too damn sexy. (and she was)

I even tell her "Normally I date girls like you all the time and they're all over me by this point."

I ask if she's good in bed, and that I sure hope she isn't because I wouldn't be able to handle it. She changes the subject.

I tell her that I'd love to cuddle with her. She changes the subject.

I tell her that she's cute, adorable, on and on. She's having fun, but still not showing interest.

Finally, I say "If we went on a date, you wouldn't even show up." And, here is where she breaks. She responds "Well, where would we go?"

Ah haa.... now I've got her on an imaginary date with me. She's starting to enjoy this. Oh yes. I'm feeling good. I think I might actually pull this off. Incredible. I didn't even believe it could happen.

It's not done yet though. Her friends are both occupied by other guys in the bar so I've got her alone. And one of the girls seems to mention something about leaving.

Suzy turns to me and says "Do you believe in numbers?" What an obscure comment! Is that her way of asking for my number? I can't tell.

I say "What you mean like numerology?"

And, she starts talking about numerology. hmmm.... a strange phenomenon. Did she really want to talk about numbers? Did she want my didgets? What's going on here? I may never know.

And, soon... boom! She stops resisting the hand holding. Oh, so romantic! We're holding hands. Probably one hour after meeting her! I'm loving it. This girl is way cute.

I start to go for the day 2.

Me: "Let's get coffee sometime."

Suzy: "I don't drink coffee"

Me: "It's not about coffee. That's just a bullshit excuse for us to hang out together."

Suzy: "Well, I don't drink coffee."

Back to square one. Back to slamming her with my undying adoration. Heh heh... it's kinda fun actually. I keep talking to her, she keeps playing super hard to get.

I come back to the subject of a date and this time she is more interested. Persistance should be my fuckin' name at this point.

We finally finally set up a date.

I go in and kiss her on the cheek. "Ok, now I'm not coming on Tuesday" She jokes with me.

I keep bantering and playing and talking and connecting. And, I come back to the date. This time I get her phone number and it's solid. I even watch her type my name into her phone. Feeling good.

More hand holding. More good conversation. And top it all off with a nice hug goodbye.

Wow. She made me fuckin' work for it. Jeezz..

What an adventure. This was practice in persistence. I don't think I've ever put so much time into what seemed like a lost cause only to be able to turn it around. It feels good. I like this girl. Now, we'll have to see if my phone game can keep it alive - bit rusty there too.

I went out with simple goals, but I found it interesting how challenges presented themselves. I had the opportunity to work on quick pulls back to the house. I could've worked my drunk girl game. I could've done probably a bunch of other things. But, in the end I got to practice persistence game (also a similar off shoot of "Let's Just Be Friends" turn around game). I got to chase like a dog. And it was so much fun. I love being a guy.

Oh, she was cute. I think I'll go dream about her now. *Smile*

(Almost forgot: Half Chinese, quarter Japanese, quarter German - Yum!)

*Edit: More good stuff*
...

I was chilling with Suzy Sexy Legs and she keeps talking about my jelly bracelets (I was wearing about 5 or 6 black jelly bracelets - about $0.50 each)

At one point, I felt all romantic and fun and I decided to give her one of my jelly bracelets.

I grabbed her hand and said "here". And I slipped a jelly bracelet onto her wrist. It felt kinda dorky and nice guy and maybe a little weak. But, it also felt good and kind and from my heart. I didn't know how it would be recieved.

But, I'm smart and I take a risk and work with it. So, I looked at her for a reaction. Would she percieve it to be another nice guy loser attempt at seduction (so incongruent with everything I'd done before) or would she genuinely enjoy it as fun and special.

Well, she answered my doubts so simply and elegantly. *BUT*... (And this is why I write the post - big lesson here) But, I never would've known her response if I didn't know what to look for.

This is what she did: She looked at the bracelet and then said "Wait, I need two. It doesn't look good alone. It has to be a pair or it just doesn't look right."

What is she saying? What does she REALLY mean?

She's saying "You're a dork."

So, I pick up the cue instantly and respond with "Never mind." and I take the jelly bracelet off of her and put it back on my wrist. Instantly she breathes a breath of relief to realize that indeed she's in the presence of a real man.

This was a crucial step. If I'd put another bracelet on and given her two as she had requested, I would've slipped back on all the ground that I had gained. She may have not even realized it conciously.

In fact, this is a foundation of "persistence game" or "chasing game". You are chasing the girl, like Pepe Le fuckin' Peu... Yet, at no point do you ever stop being a man. You never compromise your integrity or your self respect. You never suplicate. You're a man with sexual desires and make no apologies, and if she's not interested you don't get hurt or upset or angry or caving in or suplicating etc.

Hope the concept makes sense

G.O.t.D. - Day 25 - Saturn Returns

2006-10-19T16:06:00.000-07:00

To start it off, I'm 28 years old right now. While lying in bed the other morning, I remembered back to my astrology days and was reminded that 28 is the year of my saturn return.

The Sun goes around the Earth every year (that's called our birthday). Saturn does the same thing every 28 years (it's like our saturn-day)

Saturn is the planet of hard work, responsibility, and authority. At age 28, we are directed to reclaim authority over our life and get real. Saturn begs the question: "who's in charge here?"

So, it wasn't a coincidence that I've been feeling so overworked lately. It's no coincidence that I'm inspired to take responsibility for my life and some of the nagging dragging issues.

Women are fun, but it's time to get real.

So, it took some time and some frustration (another quality of Saturn). But, now I'm finally motivated.

I actually told myself that I wasn't allowed to date any new girls until I finish my current goals (not the g.o.t.d. goal... that wasn't my goal, that was just a fun idea). So, that's some motivation for me.

Now, I see hot girls, and I think about hot girls, and I think about the girl of the day mission and I think about all the other instructors and students who are going out and I think "Fuck! I'm sitting around working! This sucks!" And, then I get super motivated.

I'm taking charge. I've got a dentist appointment this Saturday. I'm handling a bunch of other stuff too.

In a couple more weeks, I'm gonna have my life so tight. And then, I'm going on a rampage. I'm gonna hit on every girl in a 5 mile radius. It'll kick ass.

So, for girl-of-the-day. I stopped. Perhaps I'll pick it up again when it fits better into my lifestyle. I believe I did one day since my last post. It was a cute girl, and I yelled at her out a car window. She didn't stop.

I've been talking with some cute girls still, but the truth is that I don't really think about the "hottest girl I saw today" anymore. It's not worth my time. Maybe I did it, maybe I didn't.

Keep posted, because as soon as I get this stuff done, I'm gonna be back in action, big time.

:)

Costumes For The Sexy Man

2006-10-18T17:28:00.000-07:00

--- In ebss@yahoogroups.com, Westwind2 wrote:

" Hmmm. I was just invited to a very cute blonde's birthday party Saturday night. It's a costume party. I haven't done the costume thing in years. Any suggestions of what might truly befit a PUA for the occasion? Any suggestions appreciated... Thanks in advance"

Great question as my favorite holiday season approaches... Halloween! And every year I see the same thing. Girls get it. Guys don't. Girls dress sexy. Guys dress like idiots.

Here's the fundamental key that all women get:

Costume = excuse to dress sexy.

It works both ways. Men and women.

Now, really a costume is an excuse to dress any way you want. And, if you want to do star treck or war craft, be my guest. But for chris' sake everybody loves sex. Get into it!

The "theme" of the costume isn't really important. A girl could be sexy secretary, sexy accountant, sexy banana, or the more popular sexy school girl, sexy kitten, sexy devil, etc...

Guys don't care.

Same is true for guys. Whatever you want, make sure it makes you look sexy. Make sure it is flattering.

Almost any outfit can be transformed in this way. For example, you could be a sexy devil, or a cartoon devil, or a scary devil.

So, what makes a costume sexy?

First take a moment to think about what makes men sexy. It's definitely not big boobs and a nice ass. (although a nice ass won't hurt). It's not money and fame. It's confidence, strength, power, etc... the list goes on too long for this post, but you know the deal.

What expresses these qualities?

- The Sex Symbol

An easy way to get sexy is to tap into already popular sex symbols. This year, I'm inspired by Johnny Depp ala Pirates 2. He's a bit dirty, but you know the ladies still love him. Take any sex symbol through history, however. James Dean, Gene Simmons, Brad Pitt, Cassanova.

The other angle is to go generic and just hit some powerful male archetypes: rockstar, womanizer, athlete, millionaire, criminal, etc...

Last year, I did a mix. I was going for a pimp/rockstar, and people ended up telling me that I was Kid Rock. OK. (that demonstrates another rule. Whatever happens with the costume, go with it. Don't try to explain your outfit.)

I've given a few of the obvious examples, but really there's no limit. How about a schoolboy who smokes cigarettes in the bathroom? That's sexy. How about a egyptian high priest of sexual spirituality? That's sexy. How about free love Hippie (who showers)? That could be sexy. Get creative with it.

- Own it, don't mock it.

Whatever you dress as, do it for real. As with everything else, it's not so much what you do, but HOW you do it. Don't do the "cartoon" version of a costume. Don't do the cheap $12.99 walgreens version - Inexpensive is ok, but cheap isn't.

Now, cartoony isn't necessarily all bad, if cute. Perhaps you are going for the "innocent boy who doesn't want to be corrupted" look. It's ok to go cute if you're going 100% cute. Examples of this are dressing as a school boy, a baby, a cute animal, a virgin, a teddy bear, etc... You can play up the cute angle for sure and get a lot of girls wanting to "play"

But, my point here is not to do the caricature of a sexy man. I'll tell you what I mean with an example:

Last year, I told you I was dressed as a pimp/rockstar. I walked into Suite 181 only to find at least a dozen guys dressed as pimps. They looked like idiots. They bought crazy wierd neon pimp suits online and looked completely incongruent (http://www.frankelcostume.com/pimp-suits.php). I just had a nice fur coat, no shirt, and a big belt that said in rhinestones "PIMP". I was the real deal.

One of the first comments I got when I walked in to the club was from a hottie: "You look way too comfortable like that. Do you dress like this all the time?"

That's what I mean by owning it.

Cartoon viking helmet, fake muscles, joke costumes (you know the ones that have a big arrow pointing to your cock and some joke about "pull this lever" or some shit.) Don't do it.

Also, make sure the stuff fits and is flattering for your body. Trust me, girls are paying attention to this. They don't just buy any costume and throw it on. They're working their strong points.

- The Look

There are certain characteristics that you could add to any costume and make it sexier.

Eye liner or other make up: Give your costume that extra edge of mystery. Good for rockstars, pirates, naughty school boys, etc...

Naked Skin: Use this wisely. If you have a good body, you want to show it off. Be careful not to overdo it and look like the man-slut, but a little glimpse of skin will have the ladies going for feelsky's left and right.

Tactile fabrics: Yes, girls want to touch. Leather, suede, fur, feathers, velvet, etc... (Plastic is generally bad. Nobody likes to touch plastic.)

Toys: Handcuffs for the police officer, whips for the cowboy, etc.. etc... something that makes your outfit interactive and playful will surely hook women in.

Above in the end, be practical. If you're gonna get wasted and puke everywhere, don't wear the expensive stuff. If you're gonna go dancing, make sure you can dance in your outfit. If you're gonna go anywhere at all, make sure your costume isn't going to break or fall apart while your out. You may think it's cool because your costume is so awesome, but really it's just a bummer.

Remember, girls want to be with you, not your costume. The costume is a fun way for you to express yourself and bring her into your world. The costume isn't the goal in itself.

A guy who can rock an outrageous costume very confidently and comfortably will get a lot of attention. Ladies will see that you really get it. Have fun with it and make it your own. The best part of dressing up is that you can do ANYTHING. Take advantage.

-Daniel

G.O.t.D - Day Eleven - Could Hollywood Do It?

2006-10-06T23:41:00.000-07:00

Well,
Time to tell the truth. This mission so completely doesn't fit my life right now. I was all set to take a month off from gaming girls to work on non-girl related goals.

I wont get into it all here, but I'd like to see a dentist, there's issues surrounding my divorce (still lingering for over seven years now), finances, etc. etc.... I'd just like to get my life in order, so I can look out at the world with nothing on my shoulders and just feel like a Man who is in charge of his world.

On top of that, a beautiful wonderful woman who I was dating for nine months recently moved away. I'm glad that she's getting on with her life, but I also miss her very much.

But, everyone got excited to do a challenge, and I'm a sucker for excitement. See, I've figured something out through all this. Motivation is one of the biggest challenges in this game. Our bodies were never meant to become cooler. We weren't meant to tinker with the social order. But, we do. Because we're men and we like to break the rules.

So, when I see motivation and I see momentum, I jump on it. I see a bunch of guys who are willing to kick my ass to push me beyond my comfort zone, and I know how rare that is. I know that's an opportunity that a guy must take.

Lance said the word challenge. I said fuck yeah!

And, to disclose the whole truth... I'm fuckin' glad I did. It's not the right time in my life right now, but that's ok.

Everyday I learn something new, and that is my measure of success.

What did I learn today?

The hottest girl was walking down the sidewalk with her mom (what's with me and moms?). I saw her out the window. I wasn't going to run after her. I thought about yelling. It didn't seem appropriate.

I thought... limiting belief? hmm... perhaps... "can't yell out a window at a girl with her mom."

And I'll share a little secret here. This is my lithmus test for a limiting belief: Could Hollywood do it?

Could Hollywood make a movie where the hero yells out the window at a hot chick and get's the girl. Yes, Hollywood could make it happen, so I could too.

Next time, perhaps i'll just yell. I'll be the romantic fool.

Today I didn't.

red ex.

6 for 11

G.O.t.D - Day Ten - Keep On Driving

2006-10-06T01:23:00.000-07:00

Well,

I'm counting the hottest girl as a cute asian girl walking down the sidewalk near Union Square. I was in the passenger seat of a car on the way to help out with our Learning Annex event.

Dan M. was driving and offered to pull over while I ran after her, but it would've been absurd. That's one hell of a wing for sure, but the honest truth is that I never want to be a guy who has nothing in his life more important than women. And today, I had somewhere to be, so we kept on driving.

I saw another cute girl later who I thought wasn't as cute. She looked kinda chubby. As I walked passed her, she looked better than from a distance, and as I took a second to think, she was gone. I'm not sure if that counts, she probably wasn't as hot, but I'll never really know.

So, I went the rest of the day wondering if I'd see another hottie and get a chance to redeem myself.

I did see one cute girl walking with an older man and an older woman. She didn't look like them, so I couldn't figure out if she was with them. I couldn't figure out if she was super hot either. But, I wanted to make a move after watching the others pass by.

She was on her cell phone, but that didn't matter.

I tapped her on the arm, and she started to back up and freak out. The older couple she was with started to freak out to.

Now, I got a good look at her. She was young. Probably 18 give or take 2 years. She actually wasn't that hot, but cute enough, and I'd already made an ass of myself, so better keep going.

I tell her: "wait. I just saw you and you're kinda cute, so I wanted to meet you."

She's flattered. "Oh, well, I'm on the phone with my boyfriend."

The older couple is looking at me kinda weird, but also with some respect.

"Well, tell him that he's got a very cute girlfriend."

"Oh, thank you." she says.

Then, I walked off. It was kinda awkward and I did it anyway, and made everyone smile. A success in my book. I give myself a big inner smile style green check. But, for the record, technically I get a red ex.

-Day Ten: No

G.O.t.D - Day seven/eight/nine - Resting Up

2006-10-04T20:23:00.000-07:00

Day Seven,

I didn't go out I didn't even leave the house all day. Then, at 1 AM I went and took a walk down to Columbus Ave. I really was hoping that I didn't see a hottie, because I really wasn't in the mood. But, I was walking anyway. I didn't see any girls, so I didn't approach. Big Red X for not even seeing a hot chick.

I did learn a couple things though. #1 I learned that there are in fact days that I don't leave the house. #2 No one hangs out in North Beach at 1AM on a Monday night.

Day Eight,

I pretty much decided not to play the game that day. I was out with my family for my sister's birthday. It was a good day.

I figured I'd rest up and build momentum to get back into the challenge. Whenever I do a challenge, I find myself having bursts of enthusiasm and success followed by lulls of rest and recovery. I was in the valley, no biggie.

Day Nine,

Today, I wanted to get back in it, but again I was occupied with work all day. Super stressed trying to keep this pickup machine running. All for the good.

At 8PM, I decided that I really had to get back in the challenge and it wasn't gonna be that hard. I put on my shoes and walked to Walgreens. um.... a couple "give me a couple beers and I'll do her" chicks. They weren't hot, but maybe so-so. I didn't bother. No point in hitting on the hottest girl if she's not even hot.

I walked down to the corner and saw two silhouettes. Nice asses, nice cuves. That's my set! They were about to cross the street so I had to pick up my pace.

I opened with "where's a good place to get ice cream?" (it was cold and rainy - winter's here)

Then, I didn't listen to a word they said but just bantered relentlessly. They laughed. Mission accomplished. The green man flashed and they walked away.

I did my job, make not one, but two cute girls smile. Big green check.

6 for 9

19 days left

G.O.t.D - Day five/six - Exhausted

2006-10-04T20:21:00.000-07:00

This challenge is getting tiresome. But there are lessons to be learned yet.

Saturday night, I was out with my girlfriend. We went to Medjool to help with the workshop. I honestly look back on the night and I don't remember who the hottest girl was. I remember talking to some hot girls, and I also remember some hot girls that I didn't talk to. - a bunch actually.

The hotties that I didn't talk to were in awkward situations, and for the sake of my relationship with my girlfriend, it seemed fully inappropriate to break our conversation dead and go chase a girl down on the sidewalk. Just plain idiotic, childish and rude. So, I didn't do it.

I give my self a big red X for Saturday.

Sunday, I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone. Really just wanted some time to myself to relax. I was walking down the sidewalk, expecting that I would be getting another red X.... when I saw the hottest Japanese girl. She had these tight boots going up her calves, and then pants that had a bunch of frilly stuff right above the boots. I nice fitted leather jacket, jet black hair, and the smoothest skin.

She actually made it easy on me. I really had no choice.

I walked past her on the sidewalk and then walked about 20 more feet saying "!#@*! !#@*! !#@*!!!" to myself. Then, I turned around, ran up the hill and stopped her.

She was clearly not from here and didn't speak much English. She freaked out and completely ignored me, as if I was a glass window. Lol...

I turned to the other two people on the sidewalk who were watching, and I said "wow, she's totally ignoring me. That's unbelievable."

They smiled at me.

Then, I wished her well and walked away. At least I made someone smile. And, I have to wonder if I'd even really want to date someone who is so scared of a harmless person on a sidewalk.

Anyway, I did it.

Day 6: big green check.

G.O.t.D - Day Four - The Actress

2006-09-30T02:59:00.000-07:00

I started off the day pretty lazy. I knew that we were doing a workshop that night and I'd be sure to meet some hotties. So, I didn't even bother looking all day.

It wasn't the best idea, however, since it put a lot of pressure on the evening to pay off. And when I first arrived in the Marina, I wasn't opening anybody. I saw girls right and left and kept saying "oh... there'll be hotter." But, man hotter's gotta come eventually. Can't fight the inevitable.

And, then it all went down when I walked into Mel's Diner. I was waiting for a table when I saw a STUNNING blond. Fucking drop dead gorgous. The guys who were there will back me up on this.

She's eating with two older women (mom and auntie as it turns out).

No hesitation. I must go!

"Hey guys, is the food any good here?" I ask.

Then I bust on them, whatever they said. I don't really remember that much.

"Hey, are you mom and daughter?"

"Yes."

"Wow, you're daughter is really cute." I say to the mom.

Mom proudly replies, "Yeah, we just watched her debut in her first movie! It's not coming out for another couple months, but we were at the screening."

"Wow, congratulations. Sounds like fun." I replied. Still talking to the whole group... not going to isolate on the cutie just yet. There's no need. Her mom loves me.

I keep talking about god knows what. This and that.

Eventually the girl asks me: "So where do you go to school?" Whoa! ... That's a blast from the past.

I tell her quite bluntly that I'm 28. She's cool with it. I ask her where she goes to school. She says UC Berkeley! Holy Shit... that's my school! I say "Go Bears" and she lights up. I have her guess what my major was and she's very close - says molecular biology. I say "No, Chemistry."

I ask her and she says that she's just a Freshman. Sherlock Holmes would easily deduce that she must therefore be 18 years old (plus or minus a year). Holy shit again!

I keep bantering and flirting with the girl and with her mom and auntie. I work the whole table while they wait for food. Actually, her mom and auntie were way cool. I even asked if she would be my auntie too.

Eventually, I ask the girl: "So, do you come out to San Francisco often?"
She says yes.

Cool. I say "We're throwing a Party and you should join us." (had to give a little reason there so that it all looked kosher for the parents.)

She's way into it. I tell her to give me her email (so that I'll put her on the guest list). She says "give me your number." And brothers... she said it in a good way. Like "Give me your number!" :)

I take her phone and dial my number and call my phone.

I talk a little more and their food arrives and I say goodbye.

As she's leaving the restaurant, I smile and wave at Auntie. She smiles and waves back, which catches the eye of my hottie. So, the hottie turns and waves and then mouths the words to me across the restaurant. "Call me!"

Wow... this girl was loving it!

So, out of 4 days, I've got two mom daughter sets. Guess that's my calling in life.

This girl is by far the hottest yet. I got home and googled her and the first listing for her name is her imdb profile. I'll say no more. Eighteen year old actress/slash/UC Berkeley Business student.

Boys, you know I'm smiling tonight.

G.O.t.D - Day Three - La Projecta San Francisca

2006-09-28T23:20:00.000-07:00

For those who didn't figure it out...

That's the female version of El Projecto San Francisco (my home)

Perhaps I should explain further.

About a half an hour ago, I was returning from dinner with two housemates. Pasta Pomodoro. At the front door of our home, I was heavily in the middle of a speech about how one of my girls has suddenly become distant, and I'm so upset. When all of a sudden, this tall skinny blond comes walking down the sidewalk.

Split second! No time to think; Only act.

But no, there was a split second. One split second just long enough to think back... hmmm.... "is she the hottest girl today?" ... hmmm... Let's see....

>>>>

Today started out like yesterday. Another long day of work, couped up in the house. I looked out the window a few times and saw some cuties. I decided to pass. There would be hotter, I know.

Eventually, I had to leave the house - a quick walk down to Bank of America. Would there be cute girls? I didn't know, but this seemed like my best bet for the day.

I went in the bank and well, the teller was pretty cute. Just my type - another chubby asian girl. Not super hot by any means, but I liked her. But, I didn't flirt much since she was working. Just enough to put a smile on her face.

Walking out, there were still no hotties, so I decided to go to Walgreens. My favorite spot. I walked through the aisles, and well... oh, actually... hmm.... yeah, she's ok. She's definitely cute. Ok, that's a start. Let's do it.

Doh! She was walking up to the cashier right then. Bad timing, but no big deal. I just waited and caught her right as she was walking through the door.

"Hey, do you know where to get Ice Cream around here?"
(My default indirect day game opener. It usually works because I really love Ice Cream, and then I bust on them for not being Ice Cream Conniseurs. Robert1 has seen me execute this ... um.. well... he saw me tank with it. And this time was not much different)

"Uh, yeah. Right up the street."

1,2,3
Right? AoR graduates chant along with me. One - Two - Three.
One complete, now Two.

"Cause you look like you know ice cream."

Ouch. hmmm... where'd that come from? No laugh. Not even a smile. ugh... Come on Two... come on Daniel... do the Two.. Two, damn it!

"Uh... well, cause you like totally know all the ice cream spots around here."

?? That's not funny, Daniel! Damn it. No laugh. Ugh... well.... uh... ok...

"Um... ok. I'll check it out later."

"Bye"

She walked away. Not a great set, and quite frankly the girl wasn't anything dreamy or anything. Oh well. It counts! Fuck it. I tried. No one's gonna tell me I didn't try. Green check mark, here I come!

And, with that I walked home smiling.

But, only a couple hours passed until I was once again in the bay windows talking on my phone when another girl approached. Yes, she was hotter by far. Fuck! I've gotta go.

Chris H was on the other line: "Chris, I saw a hottie. I gotta go! No... Gotta go! Bye!"

I ran to my room and put on my flip flops and then ran down the stairs. By the time I got to the sidewalk she was a solid block away. Time for some excercise.

I ran like fuck to catch up, and slowed my pace a little as I neared so that I wouldn't startle her. When I arrived, she turned to look. I got her attention before saying anything. She stopped, and I stopped completely out of breath.

She looked at me with this look on her face like "Who the fuck...?"
"Who the fuck is this guy?" (in a good way. It was a mix of shock, disbelief, pure amusement, and curiousity.)

"Hey, you just walked by and I saw you and had to come running down here to catch up to you. You're cute."

Still, she just looked at me like "WTF?!"

I stopped talking and caught my breath. She was still staring at me in disbelief. "You ran?" She asked. "From where?"

"From the last street."

*pant pant*

"Anyway..."

Somehow I launched into conversation and she joined right along. It turned out she was from Pittsburgh, PA. She's here for three days for a conference. She's been cooped up in a hotel conference room the whole time and this is her first time to actually walk around and see the city. This girl had one-day-romance written all over her, but I had to work.

I walked with her to Washington Square Park, where I realized that flip flops and a t-shirt was not "outside clothing," and I got rather cold.

Literally, this girl was wandering aimlessly through SF. She was just yearning for a cool guy to tour with. But, really, I had to work... no time today. I had to say goodbye. We swapped numbers just in case she ever comes back. But, truthfully I'll never see her again.

So, I ran back home just as quickly. I returned to my work and felt happy that I had achieved my goal for the day.

So, who was this girl anyway. She had a sweet ass, perfectly framed in her light blue jeans. She had a caramel complexion - cuban perhaps? Mexican? Brazillian? No accent. Long ruffley hair. A great smile.

She was hot...

but was she the hottest...

And more importantly...

Was she as hot as....

>>>>>>>

"Hey, Wait!" I yell out as I step in front of the tall skinny blond walking in front of me and my house on this fine evening. I block her path.

"Stop for a second." I stop her in her tracks and she looks at me expectantly. "I just thought you were so cute that I had to stop you. What's your name?"

We exchange names.

"So you're my neighbor?!" I ask.

"Oh, you live here?" She says to me.

"Here? No! We're breaking in. We're theives! Can't you see their beanies?" (I point to my two roomates who are walking into the apartment with beanies on and looking back at me with sly grins.)

She laughs.

"Of course we live here! All that is ours up there" (I point to the second floor.)

"Wow, cool. Are you in a band?"

"Wha?? Why do you say that?"

"Well, 'cause why else would you have a big place like that?"

"Well, actually it's something completely different. We wanted to start a house that was a new culture, and the house we wanted to live in. One guy lived in a frat during college, I lived in a co-op. Other guys had other experiences and we wanted something that was a social place for people to get together, but wasn't a disorganized college mess."

We started into this thread of somewhat deeper rapport. I really explained to her what Project San Francisco was all about and what it means to me.

And, then it occurs to me. This girl HAS to come inside.

"Well, hey. You can come up for a minute and take a look."

"Uh..." she says as she backs away a little.

"Oh god, you're creeped out. Never mind. ...
... but hey, you should see it. We've got a fireplace and a pool table and a bar. It's one of a kind."

I continued on like this for a minute or two, "Oh man, you're still like: 'I'm not going up there'" I call out the elephant. "It's awesome you really have to see it. Just for a minute because I've got work to do."

"C'mon!"

"Let's go."

Finally, after much prodding, she agrees.

We begin walking up the stairs and she stops to say "I can't stay long."

Without missing a beat: "I didn't INVITE you for long!"

That set her straight :)

We walk up and of course as soon as she sees the inside she just says "Wow!"

And of course, I bust on her for not believing me. Relentless, I am.

I walk to the front room and put my phone away. I go back and join her: "OK. I'll give you the tour. But, that's it. I really have to work."

I give her the house tour, including the inside of my messy bedroom.
"My room's a mess"

"Well, it smells clean." She says. :) gGrls are so cute.

When she gets under the bright flourescents of the kitchen I'm a little shocked to see her real appearance. But, well, yeah she's still cute. As cute as the other girl? hmmm... maybe. Just about. Close enough.

At this point, she asks if we ever have parties. And, I invite her to our next party. She gets excited and says she will invite her roomates "Three girls. And they're all single too!" She says.

Holy Fuck! I tell her that they must be our sister house. La Projecta San Francisca. (oh, you see how it makes sense now, dontchya)

She agrees wholeheartedly. It's on. I like this girl (in a fun way) I'm excited about the potential here and have no desire to push this. 4 single girls is better than one. Even if they are just our sister house a few blocks away. We can party there, they can party here. It could be a lot of fun. So, I leave it at that and start to kick her out. I give her a big hug, and then another big hug.

She busts on me for the hugs (call's me "So Berkeley") I don't care. She liked it.

I walk her to the door and tell her that we're all gonna hang out and she's super excited too. Fantastic. I can't wait to meet the other three :)

So, the sidewalk in front of the house was fertile ground today. Blessings onto me.

25 more days of this? I'm gonna need god on my side.

G.O.t.D - Day Two - Little Italy

2006-09-28T23:15:00.000-07:00

So Day One was rough.

Today, I just stayed home all day.

I looked out the window a bunch of times and saw a bunch of cute girls. None were supper hotties, and I knew that I could find another girl equally as hot if I had to.

But definitely some were cute. A couple of girls looked possibly under-aged. hmm... check the rule book. Still, I passed. I was working and didn't want to be bothered. Oh, this crazy challenge. I decided to just go out at some point for one walk down the street and hit on a girl and go home.

Time kept passing until now (about 9:30PM) And, I knew I had to get this over with.

I walked to Walgreens (I've seen some real hotties there before - occasional strippers getting off work from the Broadway joints) Nothing at Walgreens. I kept walking. Oh, this sucks. I didn't want to do it. I had nothing. I had no energy. I didn't feel good at all and wanted to go home and rest.

Whatever. Gotta do it. A goal's no good if it's easy.

Ok, I pass by the Italian restaurant on the corner of Vallejo. There she is. Fuckin' beautiful. Great body. Blond hair. Nice skin. Tall. Yummmy. I walk past and see menus in her hand. She is the matridee at the restaurant and in the middle of seating some people.

I hover and wait. When she goes back inside, I know what I have to do.

I walk in the front door, cold as fuck. No warm up sets. No talking, just meetings and emails all day long. Not the mood for flirting.

She gets excited that I've come into her restaurant. So I stop her quickly "I'm not here to eat." I say. "And I know you're working."

"I came in because I walked by and saw you and thought you were really cute."

She smiles but looks a little creeped out. My energy's off, not feeling it.

I keep going. "Well, I have this rule that I have to talk to the cutest girl I see all day, and you're it."

Still kinda akward. "Congratulations, you're the winner!" She smiles.

"And I'm a winner too! Yeah!" She laughs! Yes, broke the ice.

At this moment, I look at her, staring into her eyes and I realize "Oh shit, I do this all the time. She's just another cute girl. This isn't hard." The realization pulls me out of my head and into a genuine interaction with her.

Big lesson learned here - let's see if I can articulate. Somehow it hit me on a deeper level that I am a guy who dates hot girls like this. When I walked up to the girl, I felt like I was doing something impossible, like I was going after a beautiful prize. Once I got out of my head, I realized that talking to cute girls like this is what I do.

Hitting on girls when I'm warmed up or at least in a social mindset is so much easier than when I'm thinking about work, life, girlfriend breakups, etc... and not wanting to talk with anyone. But, in all cases, it's still just me.

So, the girl smiled. I stole one of her dinner mints and told her that I live nearby and would probably see her again. (at first she seem thrilled by the idea, perhaps scared I'd be a stalker). But, then I just said "That's it from me." And walked out with a goodbye. She lit up.

It was like the whole time she's thinking "Who is this guy? Is he gonna get creepy?"

And, then when I walked off smiling, she lit up. As if she realized "Oh, he's just a cool guy who talks to girls. Wow, fuckin' cool."

All in all, a great set. And a hot girl.

While I walked the two blocks back home, I knew that she was easily the hottest. Hands down beautiful. Day Two would be a success after all.

Of course, I got home and told Lance "Did it!"

He said "You hit on a girl at WAL-GREENS?"

I said "No, a chick working at Italian Restaurant."

"Oh, you took the easy out."

"She was fuckin' hot."

"Well, yeah. I believe that."

Ok, whatever dude! Easy shmeezy!

G.O.t.D - Day One - The Ballerina

2006-09-28T23:11:00.000-07:00

This is my first report from the Girl Of the Day Challenge. For more information check out the original post here:
http://pickuplounge.com/phpBB/viewtopic.php?t=262

Basically it's this simple:
At the end of every day, you ask yourself: "Did I talk to the hottest girl I saw today?"
The answer is either YES or NO. That's it!

I've always been intrigued by this challenge, but never took it on before. So, this is a full report of my entire experience. Bew sure to read the whole thing, as I go through ups and downs. In the end, I learned a lot and since that is really my goal, I give day one an A+

First impression: stressful as hell. When the day began, I really didn't like this challenge. I felt like at any moment I might have to run, yell, crash, jump or whatever just to chase a girl. And, I never knew when that moment would come.

That feeling sucked. And, that's not what pickup is about for me. That's not what life is about. I wasn't having fun. But, I decided to withold my judgement until I gave it a fair chance. Perhaps there was something to be learned.

So, I started out the day feeling good. I saw a cute chinese girl outside my second story window. I knew that I'd see a hotter girl, but I wanted a baseline, just in case. So, I decided to run down the stairs and chase her.

Well, as soon as I opened the door, she was walking up the stairs toward me. Holy !#@*, my upstairs neighbor!

I stop her in the hall and find out that she's been living there for THREE years, and I'd never seen her before. (actually, I think I might have glimpsed her in passing). She was fun, but really shy and wanted to keep walking. So, I let her go, but I'll probably see her again.

I decided to continue my trajectory down the stairs just for good measure. And, down the sidewalk I saw another girl. Black hair dressed all in dark denim. All I could really see was the ass, and it was swaggering nicely.

"Was she hotter?" I had no clue! The stress hit again. Do I run on the question mark of "maybe she's hotter?" or do I just let her go? Well, I figure I have to find out, so I chase her down and tap her on the arm and spin her around and tell her she's cute.

She was Italian or something (strong accent). Not really that hot after all, but probably equal to the other girl. Then this feeling creeps up on me: this irritation with having to judge women.

I've always hated judging things, especially women. I feel like apples and oranges. How could I compare a shy chinese girl with a sassy italian girl. Who's hotter? lord, don't make me decide!

Do I (god forbid) have to rate them?

Ok, I give them both "sevens". I don't like saying it, but I found no other way to make this "hottness" thing work.

So, does that mean I still have to hit on "sevens" all day? Or do I only have to hit on "eights" for the rest of the day? or do I have to go for 7.5s? Or do I have to go for 6.5's that may actually be 7.5s when I get up close and see them clearly? Or maybe I'm crazy and actually they are 8s (I have pretty high standards)? Maybe a girl that is a 7 to me is a 10 to some other guy? Is it my scale or social norm scale?

Oh, they don't call it a challenge for nothing!

When I return to my house, I take a deep breath (a lot of running). I appreciate some of the benefits, so far:
- I found out that I have a cute neighbor, and I talked with her. And intend to talk with her more.
- I got excercise running down the street.
- I met two cute women that I never would've met otherwise.
- I felt powerful for going after what I want.

Do I really have 27 more days of this? !#@*!

So, time passes, and I had to drive across town for some errands.

As I'm driving in the car. I give Dan M a call. I tell him that it's majorly stressful driving in a car! I always see girls that are 7+ while driving in a car, will I have to stop at any minute? Yikes!

As I'm telling him, I see a cute Phillipino type girl getting into her parked car. She's cute! !#@*! Cute enough? !#@*... don't know. As cute? Yes.
Maybe she's an equal, maybe she was two tenths hotter?

I decided to keep driving. She didn't seem hot enough to pull crazy car moves for. And, as I look in front of me there is a stopped car. SLAM on the brakes... wow... narrowly avoided an accident! Oh, this sucks.

Alright, the rest of the drive goes well, and I make it out to the Castro. Mostly cute dudes here, but I know that this is where I'll see the hottest girls today, since gay guys attract hot women - unwritten law.

I go into Crossroads Trading Co. to sell some clothes. Quick scan... hotties?

Well, just more of the same. More girls that are on par with the two I've already hit on. At this point, I've decided to change my mission. This is the only way I'll survive. My new question is:

Did I see any girl hotter than the hottest girl I hit on today?

And, so far the answer is no, so I'm doing fine.

But, one of the staff at the store is perhaps equally cute, so I flirt for good measure.

And, there is this cute asian girl. She's actually perhaps a 6.8 (if we're doing the scale thing still). But, god damn, she's wearing this skirt that makes her ass look so !#@* juicy. She's got this cute style and a happy look on her face that shows a deep inner cool.

!#@* the mission, I like this girl. I approach her and tell her that she's cute. She lights up, and yes, she is as cute as I described. (does this make her 10 for personality? !#@* I hate this "hottness" !#@*) I'm certainly not pushing myself out of any comfort zone here, but I'm having fun! We talk for a while, and we're digging each other. And, then I leave her briefly to go get my money from the cashier. I tell her "hold that thought"

I walk up to the cashier, and I'm about to get my money, when it happens:

"Yes, that girl was DEFINITELY hotter than any girl I've seen today!" I think to myself as I look out the front door and see a major hottie walking down the sidewalk with her MOM!

"!#@*, !#@*... gotta do it! !#@*... gotta go! think quick! Act, Daniel! Act! Go!!!!!"

I turn to the cashier: "I just saw someone I know, I have to run, I'll be right back!" The cashier is some spacey SF girl and she just says "uhhhyeaa" And I'm off. The cashier and the asian shopper both watch me run out the front door. I have to run to catch up to her, but there she is still walking with her mom. Yes... I said mom. Time to turn on the charm!

Mom gets caught looking in a store window. Both of them are distracted, so I have to open with a powerful: "Hey, excuse me."

I get their attention.

"I need to talk to you for a second. ... Are you mother/ daughter?"

"Yes"

(to mom) "Wow. You know, I stopped you because I thought your daughter was so beautiful, and I had to meet her."

(turn to hottie) "Nice to meet you." (hand shake)

The girl seems a little flattered, but mostly surprised. Mom doesn't know what's going on, and I found out later that she didn't speak a word of english. lol.... she didn't understand any of it! But, the girl understood. And I keep talking. Basic, normal small talk. "Do you live around here? How long have you lived here?" I'm just trying to keep the conversation moving.

They are trying to get away and keep walking down the sidewalk. So, I say, "well you should go. It was nice meeting you. What's your name?" She says her name, and I instantly know that it's a Korean name. I tell them that I lived for 1 year in Korea, and instantly they open up. They stop in their tracks.

oh yeeaah!

Now, I keep flowing with conversation, talk a little about Korea, etc... It turns out she's a ballerina in the Korean National Ballet

(She's not necessarily in this photo, but she could be)

I tell her "We should have a cup of coffee sometime."

My heart is still racing from the jog down the sidewalk.

She says "Yeah!"

I say "Give me your number." (I check my pocket and left my phone in the car... damn unpreparedness!)

She writes her cell number down on her business card and hands it to me. *smile*

I'm still a little thrown by the awkwardness of the situation, and I just want to get the hell out of there. Can't put the guard down while gaming in front of mom.

I give them both warm hand shakes and say goodbye. Looking back, it wasn't the most solid game, because I probably would've stayed in another minute or two and vibed before leaving. It didn't feel like a sure thing.

But, I get back into the store and get my money, and then re-approach the asian cutie for a last goodbye and see if something will come of it.

I tell her my little secret that they bought fake diesel stuff from me that I bought on ebay, and they plan to sell it for more than I bought it for. heh heh... scam artists. She laughs. I say that I have to leave, and without any prompting, she says "let me give you my email adress. I'm not good with phones."

Smile! Whenever a girl suggests swapping contact info before I do, I know it's on! This is just a rule for me. Always. This girl wants it!

So, I'm good to go with her and return to my car. Sheesh... wow.

I'm overwhelmed with a sense of joy for taking on this strange challenge. On this particular day, and on this particular situation, I know that I would NOT have approached that ballerina.

I would've approached the cutie shopper any day. And that was good. But, that push outside my comfort zone led to success that I wouldn't have gotten if I hadn't been doing some kind of pickup challenge.

Thank you guys. Thank you!

I know that the set wasn't perfect game, so when I get back to my car I text right away:
"Hey, nice to meet you and your mom right now. You must teach me Korean sometime. Anyeong - Dan"

about an hour later, she texts back
"Nice meeting you too. Anyeong"

So, our first text is out of the way. Things are looking good.

So, I go back to my new rules for the game and decide to take the rest of the day off. IF I saw another girl that was even hotter. Yes, I would've had to approach. But, mostly I just wanted to relax.

I went to Trader Joe's and did some grocery shopping, and went to Nordstrom Rack as well. There were many cute girls. Some real genuine hotties. And I didn't approach any of them. Perhaps this is cheating, but I've got a life to live. And I can honestly say that none were hotter than my ballerina. (Two or three were perhaps equals to the ballerina, and perhaps 10 that were equal or above the girls from the beginning of the day).

I still hate this rating thing. How to compare? I know this will make me sick, but in the end I learned so much today about myself, and I also pushed myself to do something difficult. I'm sure the next 27 days will be full of more learnings, if I survive.

Reading this all, you might be like "Damn, Daniel takes this !#@* way too seriously." And the truth is that I do. When I give myself a mission, I give it my full attention and obsession. If it's worth doing, it's worth getting the most out of.

Cheers to everyone else who got a "yes" for day one.

-Daniel

First Post

2006-08-19T20:55:00.000-07:00

Welcome to my blog.
I'm going to start from now, and build as I go. I've been capturing moments in time for many years, and my journals are thick. I hope to share some of these experiences here in this place that is mine... all mine!