Dating ReEnhanced gets a Facelift!

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**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/23/04

Seems Harmless got off his lazy ass and redesigned the Dating ReEnhanced website (which is good, because frankly, the site needed it!).  But I can’t help but be a bit pissed off, because I REDESIGNED MY WEBSITE FIRST!!!!!  HE’S COPYING ME!!!!!!!!  I was the first to give my website a facelift, and now everyone else is doing it.  They’re all thieves!  Dirty, rotten thieves!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sorry, Ross got on my computer for a second.  =D
(Just kidding.  I love you Ross Jeffries!  After all, you’ve been teaching love for over 10 years now!)

Anyway, the Dating ReEnhanced website is looking really good, so check it out when you get a chance.  I talked to Harmless recently and it seems like he’s filled his first workshop, so I’m looking forward to seeing how that goes.  Sarging in Austin is a blast!  Lots of hot girls down there in that little southern college town.

Thundercat

Ban $$$Feminator$$$?

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/23/04

So Feminator is at it again with his rediculous posting of even more rediculous $$$$$$$ advice.  A few of the mASF regulars have gotten fed up with Fem’s unique brand of signal-to-noise ratio and asked the new mASF moderator (Moderator1 — creative, huh?) to flat out ban the dude on the grounds of ”Dating Ray Gordon.”  Anyway, Moderator1 responded in a very diplomatic way and said he’d let Formhandle know about it, since Fem’s presence does seem to be causing a disruption.

You can read about it here.

Thundercat

Flame War Blues

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/23/04

Vince Runza started a good topic on the ”Off Topic” board of mASF today addressing the recent flame war between TD and Ross, which I referenced in my post Tyler Durden vs. Ross Jeffries — Battle of the Century.  He addresses some good points about the validity of flame wars in general, and we get a couple good replies from NextLevelUp2000 and Scoob that actually serve as a reminder that integrity does still exist on the mASF boards.

When it comes to flame wars, no one really wins IMO.  The flamer always comes off as being an insecure asshat, and the person responding to the flames ends up being baited into the flamer’s reality so they’re dragged down to his level.  Ross sucked me in just as he sucked in Tyler, so I guess the jokes on us in the long run.  If you haven’t noticed, the Speed Seduction LA seminar is this weekend.  It’s been a long standing tradition of Ross’s to start a flamefest before every one of his events to draw attention to himself and, by definition, his seminar.  Just one of the man’s marketing tactics I suppose, but I think it hurts him in the long run just because he comes off as such a bad guy.  You don’t see David D running around accusing people of stealing his material do you?  Instead of flaming Tyler, David interviewed the guy and had him speak at one of his seminars.  Now that’s good business.

If Ross keeps this up, we’ll see the quality of Speed Seduction decline further as he pushes more and more talent away from him and into David D’s hands.  Its too bad, because SS has some great stuff to offer.  I’m interested in taking one of Riker’s workshops, just to see if there’s more substance and less bullshit to what he teaches.

Thundercat

Extramask is the King of Cyber…

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/23/04

Yes, yes, it has happened yet again.  The mother fucking Extramask has updated his website with his latest batch of craziness.  Apparently, his popularity is growing, as Extramask points out a discussion board that is devoted totally to his unique brand of psychosis.  Although, I really don’t see what the big controversy is.  I mean, who’s cock doesn’t like to listen to that 50 Cent/NIN song?  He’s just telling it like it is!!!

Case in point, he pretty much nailed the way us webmasters live.  Exerpt:

Webmasters are really cool because I am one. I like webmaster because they look really cool and have cool, hardcore and rebellious things to write! They’re always telling it like it is! I’m a webmaster!

He took the words right out of my mouth.  =)  Anyway, he has uploaded new audio of the most hilarious cyber-sex I’ve ever heard.  As usual, Extramask doesn’t disappoint.  He even throws in a link to a really fucking hard flash game where you have to assassinate Justin Timberlake.

God, I love this site.  Check it out here.

Thundercat

This is just Wrong…

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/22/04

I found this on Roosh’s Log.  It is truely one of the wierdest fucking things I’ve ever heard of.  You can read it here.

This guy must have been one or Ross’s students.  =)

Thundercat

The Ethics of PUA — Who Owns What?

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/22/04

The recent Ross vs. Tyler battle on mASF has brought up a big controversy that has been brewing in the more elite circles lately.  This is basically the issue of ACCOUNTABILITY, or who is responsible for the creation of material.  This wasn’t such a big deal when everyone was just a bunch of horny losers looking to get laid who’d freely exchange ideas and theories on the topic.  But once money came into the picture, it really changed the landscape of the PUA community.

In the beginning, you had Ross and SS.  That was pretty much it.  Then David D came along, then Mystery with his workshops, then TD, then Swinggcat, now Harmless… the list goes on.  And because these are all guys who got their feet wet in the community and developed their own stuff based on the feedback and tactics of others, they are looked at very differently than an outsider who publishes a book or audio course on seduction or dating.  Indeed, the paranoia has set in pretty deeply, with fingers pointing and accusations flying over TD stealing other people’s stuff and teaching it as his own, with Ross claiming Swinggcat ”stole” Push-Pull from him, with the DYD camp buckling down tighter than the Skywalker Ranch when making a Star Wars movie for fear stuff might leak out… the list goes on.

But the biggest problem comes from guys NOT making any money off this stuff.  There’s been more than a few grumbles from PUAs worldwide over their material getting repackaged and sold by the commercial guys, so now they’re throwing a fit about giving credit where it’s due or just simply not sharing their material anymore, therefore stifling the flow of information.

But when it comes down to it, the whole situation is pretty laughable.  People throwing fits and being paranoid about the commercial guys.  It reminds me of the US/Japan automobile rivalry in the 80s.  That whole ”Buy American” bullshit that circulated around the country, even though American cars were crap.  The same thing is going on when Ross says TD is taking other people’s stuff and making slight modifications and observations.  Who cares?  In the end, the Japanese made better cars because of it.  They didn’t INVENT the cars, but they IMPROVED upon them.  Did America make the Japanese give them credit for inventing the car?  No.  No one cares.  I look at it like this:  If you don’t care about making money off this stuff, then why worry about people stealing your shit?  Why worry about recognition?  So you can be venerated as a guru by a bunch of lonely guys hoping to get laid?  What kind of celebrity is that?  If you do want to make money on this stuff, then make your own products so people HAVE to give you credit for using it.  Otherwise, shut the fuck up.

Seriously, this whole ”Give credit where credit is due, site your sources” shit is stupid.  It’s like a comedian trying to copyright a joke.  It’s like people that author’s steal great lines or situations from to write about in their books wanting to be paid for giving them that one little bit of inspiration when the author is the one who did all the work of writing a book.  Who cares?  In the long run, unless this shit is your lifeblood, like it is for Ross or TD, what do you care if people are teaching it and even making a few bucks?  We’re all just guys trying to get laid, right?

In the end, I think it comes down to ego.  After all, there’s nothing new under the sun.  Everything this community ”comes up with” has already been thought of or existed long before we stumbled onto it.  The fact is, most of the best stuff out there comes from WOMEN.  If you get a great concept from a girl, are you gonna stop in the middle of a sarge and say ”I’m going intentionally undermine you, which I learned from my ex-girlfriend Mitsy.”?  Of course not.  That’s gay.

But none the less, the bickering and pettiness continues.  I just can’t help but laugh at the comedy of it all.  It reminds me so of the stupid office politics I get to partake in everyday.  In the end, no one cares who came up with what…

They just want results.

Thundercat

Tyler Durden vs. Ross Jeffries — Battle of the Century

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/22/04
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Well, I guess this isn’t surprizing to anyone.  With TD’s star on the rise and Ross’s on the fall, they were bound to meet somewhere along the way.  There’s a thread on mASF where Tyler was responding to a poster about overpowering realities, and Ross decides to step up and bully TD, calling him, of all things, a guy who uses other people’s material and teaches it like he came up with it (I’m sure if Bandler were to read this, he’d laugh).  So of course, TD tries to be diplomatic about it while using a few backhanded negs to AMOG Ross into submission, but Ross just keeps pounding away with the tactfulness of a chainsaw.

In a way, the post is a really fun read.  It’s the online equivalent of watching a wrestling match.  I liken it to a Chris Benoit vs. Randy MachoMan Savage match.  One is a really superb technical wrestler who knows his stuff and could probably do some real damage if he put his mind to it.  The other is an over the hill blowhard with a lot of showy moves and fan-fare, but is a really ineffective wrestler.  The only real question is:  Who’s Benoit and who’s Savage?

You can click here to enjoy the drama.

Thundercat

Update:  It seems it’s quickly turning from TD vs. Ross to Thundercat vs. Ross as he takes more and more offence at my replies in the thread.  I respect Ross a great deal (the man did save my life with his product), but he can be a real cock when those insecurities bubble up.  For some reason he keeps referencing my father like he knows my family.  Creepy.

East German Spankage

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/21/04
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You know, I spent 3 years in Germany, and not once do I remember it being this good!

I just remembered I have to buy a new box of Kleenex.  Either that, or I think a trip to Europe is in order.  Kooper, you still alive out there, bro????  =)

Thundercat

Note:  It has recently come to my attention that Zurich is not in Germany, but rather Switzerland.  I’m afraid my public school education is showing.

FR: Shoe Sizes — The Art Of Pissing Off Women

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/21/04
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I end up going to work on Friday after my outing at the Stuff Afterparty (see my Field Report “Back in the Saddle” for details), albeit late.  But my boss is out that day, so it’s all good.  I end up leaving early too, which means I get in a good 5 hour work day.  Ahhh, America!

I meet up with Swinggcat again for dinner at Toi, which is a rock and roll Thai food place.  We’re eventually joined by Roadking and we discuss some of the new tactics and theories Swinggcat is developing (he’s been field testing them a lot lately and plans to share some of his developments in his newsletters.  If you haven’t bought his book, at least sign up for his mailing list, which is free.  You can do so here.).  After diner, Raodking goes back to his place to shower and dress up for clubbing, and Swingg and I head towards the Well, a really great little bar hidden away in Hollywood.

We get there only to discover that the bar is closed due to a plumbing problem.  Someone must have had the mother of all shits to close down a major bar like the Well due to plumbing.  Anyway, I call Roadking to try and coordinate a new place to meet.  As I’m on the phone, three girls in their sexiest, trendiest clubbing clothes walk up.  They look at the sign on the door explaining the plumbing problem like they are trying to remember how to read, then they look around like lost lambs trying to figure out what to do next.  I laugh and yell at them:

“Yeah, that’s right!  You got dressed up for NOTHING!”

Swinggcat laughs at this and the girls walk away indignantly.  I hear Roadking cackling on the phone as well.  We decide to meet at Star Shoes up on Hollywood Boulevard.  Star Shoes is a pretty cool bar that draws a fairly artsy crowd.  It’s an actual shoe store that becomes a club at night, it’s also right next to a stand-up comedy club.  So  Swingg and I walk in there and I go to the bar to get a drink (Red Bull, baby).  While there, a skinny blonde chick opens me up, commenting on my badass sunglasses.

A good tactic when someone opens you is to act aloof.  This puts the responsibility of creating rapport on them.  However, you have to be careful that you have enough value to warrant them to do so.  If you aren’t valuable enough, the person opening you will just move on.  I learned this when I met Rudolph Schenker, guitarist for the rock band The Scorpions, at the Stuff Magazine afterparty.  I tried talking to the guy, but he was pretty much silent the whole time, causing me to keep talking in a desperate attempt to get rapport with the dude.  I eventually realized his game, and it’s very powerful.  The more someone tries to get rapport with you, the more you pull away.  It’s a great tactic to get people to chase you, so I tried it out with this girl.  It worked well enough, but I knew I couldn’t push it too far, so I did a bit of cocky/funny with her.

I then went Primoman style and hit on some fat UGs, who were into me.  I left them wanting more and went around working the room.  Eventually I get back to where the band is setting up and I see a girl trying to go back behind the set-up area.  I jokingly tell her she’s not important enough to go back there.  She desperately asks me where the bathroom is.  I laugh and point her in the right direction.  She leaves her friend alone as she hurries to the ladies room, so I say to her friend “It looks like you could use some company.”  Her friend brightens up and gladly accepts the offer.

She’s a really cute blonde, who turns out to be a tourist (you find a lot of these on Hollywood Blvd.).  She’s visiting from Chicago.  This is good because girls who are on vacation are usually more open to being sexually adventurous because they are outside the normal social restrictions of their daily life, so I start working the adventure of Los Angeles and act like a real Hollywood player while still talking about my humble origins from the east coast.

I make it a point not to ask the girl too many questions and instead try and control the frame by talking ABOUT subjects as opposed to letting her talk or answer me.  This is important because in a bar/club atmosphere with lots of stimulus, if you tax a person too much they will get bored and move on (especially attractive girls).  One major rule of pick-up is “You always give before you take.”  Asking too many questions takes too much from the other person, it’s better to give them a story or an experience before asking a question or two.

The girl is a stand-up comedian, so I bust on her for being an attention whore.  Things go good for a while until her friend comes back, but Swinggcat sweeps in and runs interference for me like a good wing should.  I’m doing a VERY good job of undermining my target’s self esteem, so she starts getting very agitated about the lack of validation.  This causes her to start hitting on Swingg, who whips out the digital camera for a picture routine.  My target starts hanging off Swingg, so I encourage him to take her in order to undermine her jealousy trap (God, did I just write that?  This is starting to sound like The Art of War.  Oh well.).  Anyway, I can tell I’m pushing it with my target so I take it further and pay her friend some attention.  They end up deciding to leave, but they invite us to come along with them.  We’re still supposed to meet up with Roadking, so we tell them we’ll meet up with them later (we never did).

Our next set starts when this girl tries to push by me to get to the bathroom.  It’s pretty crowded and she asks if she can get past.  I tell her it’ll cost her, so she tries to go around me.  I move and block her.  This goes on two or three more times, and her friends are cracking up.  The girl eventually pushes past me, but the damage is done.  Her friends applaud and talk about how hilarious that was.  Swingg and I go into set.  Roadking shows up and joins in.  One of the girls, Roadking, and I all eventually go outside for a smoke break just as the band is gearing up to play.  We banter with the girl for a bit doing a lot of cocky/funny while outside.  We can hear the music thumping, so when she goes back in to join he friends, Roadking and I stay on the sidewalk in front of the club.  I hate live bands in bars because they are too fuckin’ loud to PU effectively.

Outside we start approaching lots of girls.  Roadking is a bit rusty due to the fact he was spoiled by having a hot lesbian stripper roommate who used to pull girls for him, but since she moved away he’s been trying to get back up to speed.  Eventually Swinggcat joins us outside and we have a few good sets.

One is with an older girl who’s dressed like a 20 year old.  My guess is she was at least in her mid 30s.  Roadking opens her about her hat.  She comes over and we start talking to us.  This poor girl is massively insecure and is desperately looking for validation from men that she’s still attractive (she was decent looking, but not all that hot).  She starts dropping hints, like she hasn’t made out with a guy in two years and shit.  She also mentioned she’s in therapy.  She’s looking for sympathy, but we just ridicule her for being so pathetic.  This makes her qualify herself more.  We probably should have validated her a bit, because doing so would have made her an easy pull, but we were too caught up in the cocky/funny frame to do so and eventually blow her self esteem out, which causes her to leave and find her friends.

The skinny blonde who commented about my sunglasses earlier shows back up with her warpig friend, who we of course shower with more attention to make the blonde jealous.  The tactic works and she starts competing for attention.  I mess up her hair and she starts poking my belly, almost attacking me in a playful way.  She’s pretty into me, giving off some big IOIs, but upon closer inspection I noticed a few small cold sores around the mouth, so I decide to pass.

Star Shoes gets a bit too crowded, so the three of us walk down to Daddy’s Lounge, which is the sister bar to the Well.  It’s a pretty hip lounge which a lot of celebrities have been known to attend (it was the place of Ben Affleck’s last alcohol binge before going to AA).  We get there and run into Alleycat, who’s sporting a blonde on his shoulder.  I give her a big hug right away, acting like I know her.  It goes over well.  We talk to Alleycat briefly before he leaves with his girl.  Because the Well is closed down, all the spill-over has migrated to Daddy’s, so the place is PACKED.  We decide to call it a night and get some food, so Roadking drives us down to Swinger’s cafГ©.

Once there, we instantly start abusing the waitress in a playful way.  She likes it and is laughing, which is cool.  Then, Roadking’s stripper friend shows up after she’s off work, and I start verbally abusing the SHIT out of her.  I don’t remember a lot of what I said, but Swinggcat told me it was pretty evil.  I was getting to her because she commented on how hard I was busting her balls, but she probably gave me more IOIs than she ever had before because of it.  Next time I might be nice and give her some validation before being so hard on her, because I felt like I might have taken it too far.

I got back home around 4 am and crashed.  Over-all, it was a fun night.  I feel like I’m back in the game and both Swingg and Roadking commented that my game has drastically improved since before my Christmas break, so that made me feel good.  I know it may sound like I’m just being a complete ass hole and driving a lot of these girls away, but for some reason that’s almost what works the best.  It’s hard to realistically write about their reactions, because words can’t convey the energy of a set, just the result. 

Regardless, I think a lot of the art is to get them to the point of being driven away, and then bringing them back.  It goes with that whole notion of commitment and consistency, where once someone gives into the validity of your actions, you can push them even further.  Little kids are great at this, where they do something bad, get their parent’s to forgive them, then turn right around and doing something worse.  Since the parent has already ratified that it was okay to misbehave, it’s harder for them to backtrack and easier to give in.  The same is true when it comes to girls.

I’m feeling pretty good that I’m making some progress, and I look forward to getting out more and improving.  I still have a long way to go, but the more I do it, the better I get and the better I feel.

Hopefully I’ll be feeling some boobies soon.  =)

Thundercat

DYD Goes Down Under

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/20/04

It looks like Double Your Dating is going to Austrailia!  Apparently everyone’s favorite dating guru, David D’Angelo, is on his way to Sidney, Austrailia in about six weeks.  If you’re interested in attending, you can find out more information here.

Thundercat

FR: Back in the Saddle Again (A Stuff Afterparty Report)

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/19/04
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               Quote of the Day:
                Thundercat:  What is it about sluts that makes them so attractive?
                      Swinggcat:  It’s called honesty, dude.

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So it’s a Thursday night, and I’m sitting around my apartment in my underwear working on the computer, ready to fritter away yet another weeknight so that I may be able to get to work on time the next morning when suddenly, I get a phone call.

It’s from my friend Alleycat.  Apparently, he’s got a hot tip about some goings on that night he wanted to throw my way because he was going to have to pass due to a date with a girl.  Apparently, every year Stuff Magazine has some type of fashion show where they get together the trashiest girls they can find, put them in as little clothes as possible, and parade them in front of photographers trying to convince everybody that they are really TWO steps above porn as opposed to one.  Anyway, Alleycat has the line on where the after party for this little shindig is going down and he gives me the location, time, and info on how to get in.

Now I’m faced with an interesting dilemma.  I do have to work the next morning, and I know that if I go to the party, there is no doubt I will show up late to work (and there’s even the possibility I could miss work all together).  Yet, it’s an exclusive afterparty for a major men’s magazine – which means that there is going to be tons of high quality pussy there.  After about 3 seconds of debate, my cock overrules my brain and I decide to fuck work for Friday.

After showering and shaving, I give Mystery a call because I figure a situation like this afterparty where social proof and Higher Value Demonstrations would be the most effective (and no one is better at these two things than Mystery), he would probably be able to pull some exceptionally beautiful women.  Not to mention I haven’t hung out with the guy for a while, and I wanted to see him again.  So Mystery answers:

Mystery:  Gragaha.  (Typical greeting from a player awakened from is mid-evening “I gotta go out and sarge until 5 am” nap)
Thundercat:  Mystery, what’s up its Thundercat.
Mystery:  Oh, hey man.
Thundercat:  Listen, I got a line on the afterparty for Stuff Magazine’s annual fashion show tonight and I wanted to give you the invite to come along.
Mystery:  Thanks man, but I can’t.  You’re too good with women and would put me to shame.  I don’t know if my self-esteem could handle being blown out of every set by you and your mad player skills.  You also have a huge cock.

Okay, so maybe Mystery didn’t really say that.  But I bet he was thinking it!  =)  Mystery actually had to pass because he had a business dinner to attend with Style (the most powerful of the Jedi).  But he wishes me luck and promptly falls back to sleep, so I give Swinggcat a call and see if he’s up for a night of slumming in Hollywood.

Thundercat:  Yo Swingg, its Thundercat.
Swinggcat:  Hey bro, what’s up?
Thundercat:  You feel like going to an afterparty for Stuff Magazine’s annual fashion show?
Swinggcat:  Yeah, I’m down.  Just as long as you keep your shirt buttoned up.  Only my nipples and the masculine pectoral muscles to which they’re attached are allowed to hypnotize the women.

Sorry, somehow jlaix managed to get on my computer and write that.  Anyway, with backup in place, I head out to The Forbidden City, a Chinese restaurant/club on the corner of Hollywood and Vine where the party is being held.  As I approach, I notice the red carpet is already rolled out and no less than 4 big bouncers dressed in black are all guarding the door.  So as I approach I don’t even bother looking at them.  I just walk in like I’m supposed to be there and they don’t try to stop me.  This goes back to Rick H.’s little maxim “If you do anything with enough authority, people will follow your lead.”

So I’m inside by 9 pm.  I told Swinggcat to meet me there at 9:30, therefore I knew I had about a good hour to kill before he showed up (Yes, I wrote that correctly).  I make good by getting a booth and ordering some food since I didn’t have time to get dinner.  While I wait, I get a sense of the place.  They’re playing a lot of hip-hop music, mostly Outkast, but a few golden oldies as well.  Everyone is dressed very hip, so I feel good that I’m fitting in with my new SQwear shirt and GAP jeans as opposed to looking like a complete moe.  I notice a few other guys in the joint who were crashing the party like I was, and we all nodded to each other in the silent acknowledgement that we all shared in the cheap hope of scoring some model pussy.

So time goes by and the place starts getting crowded.  The Forbidden City is divided up into 4 parts:  The restaurant/bar area (which is where I was), the dance floor (which had its own bar, stage for the DJ, and a few booths), a large outdoor patio (with bar and VIP seating), and an upstairs (strictly for VIPs, so I didn’t see what it was like).  Swinggcat finally shows up and almost had trouble getting in.  He brazenly told the bouncers that he was here meeting me for dinner (basically acting like I was someone important).  The bouncers ended up letting him right in.

We meet up and Swingg gets a few drinks while I finish my dinner.  More and more hotties begin to arrive, and we start discussing tactics.  My game at this point is still pretty rusty, as I’ve been having trouble approaching lately.  Swingg has a few new theories on pick-up he’s developing and wants to test them out, but he agrees to help bootcamp me back into approach mode.

So I go to use the bathroom and try to psych myself up for approaching women.  It’s a little hard to do because the men’s bathroom has a TRANSPARENT WALL which is joined to the women’s bathroom, so all these girls are staring at me as I’m waiting to go into a urinal, which is a little unnerving, but by the same token I realize I can see what they’re doing too, so I reframe it as I’m spying on them as opposed to the opposite.  Either way, I still feel like a creep.  =)

The first step after the rather public bathroom experience is to move to the outdoor patio, since it is the quietest place to approach.  It’s always nice when you can actually HEAR other people talk, so you want to try and frequent the places in a bar or club where this is possible.  It’s usually outdoors or in some corner away from the speakers.  Anyway, Swinggcat tries to push me into some sets, but I’m not ready.  I ask him to break-off and let me go solo for a bit to try and get comfortable with the scene, and he agrees.

Side note:  When you’re out with friends or even wingmen who know how to do this “pick-up” stuff, it is often best to split up.  Groups of men are intimidating to women, even if it is only two, and it is actually easier for just one person to approach a girl or a group of girls rather than with a buddy.  Not only that, but two men constantly hanging out together can give off the vibe that you’re out on the prowl, a duo of losers, or just scared.  When you split up, you are actually able to cover more ground and give off a more confident vibe.  The solo seducer has a much more powerful position when it comes to approaching sets.  You also eject yourself out of your comfort zone when you split up.  If you are with a wing, it is best to wait until one has opened the set before introducing him.

So the patio is filled with people.  There are some incredibly hot models before a placard mounted on a wall getting their pictures taken by a group of photographers.  Beautiful women in high fashion dresses, Movie Studio Executives, publishers, television execs, journalists, actors, agents, managers, publicists, and party girls round out the scene.  It’s a fairly intimidating atmosphere, but I’m gradually getting used to it.  My first set is actually two guys.  I approach them and start talking about all the hot chicks around here (a good way to let guys know you aren’t gay, and also a universal tactic to connect with any heterosexual man).  Swinggcat comes up and bums a cigarette from one of the guys (who’s an out of work actor, go figure) and starts giving them advice on women.  These two moes are pretty amazed by some of what he’s telling them, but they eat it up none the less.  I get bored with the conversation and go off, approaching a few other guys and striking up conversations.

Some may think it’s weird to talk to men when you’re going out to pick up women, but it’s actually a very good way of getting warmed up.  Part of picking up women is being social, being fun, having something to say, etc.  Simply talking to lots of other people will help get you in the mindset of being social and outgoing.  Talking to other guys is good because there’s no sexual tension, it’s just good conversation and it helps you to loosen up.  Not only that, you can meet some really cool guys and befriend them.  I did this last time I was in Vegas where it turns out the guy I was talking to owned the Spearment Rhino strip club there.  I didn’t know this until the end of our conversation where he told me and gave me his card, saying “When you come back to town, give me a call.  I’ll hook you up at my club.”  So you never know what’s going to happen when you talk to the guys.  =)

After about three or four sets of talking to men, I’m ready to get in with the ladies.  My first set is with two rather pretty blondes.  I open them with:

“You guys look like you’re having an interesting conversation.  What are you talking about?”

I get a pretty cold reception, and one asks me if I know anything about women’s fitness.  I read this as a test, not only because it was directed at me as a fairly out of shape man, but because of the tone of the girl’s voice.  I surprised them by reframing the situation with:  “I don’t suppose either of you know about the concept of adaptation.”  Both women looked a bit surprised and asked me what that was.  I went on to explain the concept in terms of fitness (thanks to Roadking and his article on Fashion For Fat Guys for this one).  After my explanation, the girls opened up, and it turns out one of them was the main editor for a men’s fitness magazine.  The set lasted for a good 20 minutes until a friend of theirs came by and dragged them away, but I was getting a good response from both women (even a couple Indicators Of Interest).

When women try testing you like these did, what they are doing is setting the frame where you have to prove yourself to them to make you worth their attention.  So even if you PASS the test, you’re still in a position where they are judging you.  If you can reframe the situation so they have to qualify to you, it puts you in a much better position because you’re undermining their frame as the ones who have to approve of you.  In this situation, I reframed by not answering their question, rather, I tested their knowledge of a similar subject and then demonstrated value by talking about it.  This instantly opened them up after a rather cool reception.

Swinggcat sees me do the set and asks if I’m up for another.  I’m beginning to feel the groove, so I say “YES!”  We start approaching all sorts of women, and I’m having shitloads of fun.  I begin to remember how fun pick-up can be and my old skills start shaking the rust off.  We notice that the girls we’re approaching are rather difficult because the nature of the party is such that the women have extremely high value.  They are all beautiful and they know it!  This is a crowd Mystery would have excelled in with his magic tricks and peacocking.  If Mystery had joined me, I have no doubt that he would have pulled at LEAST three HB11s that night, but alas, he’d rather spend the night with Style (the most powerful of the Jedi).  See what you miss out on when you shuck tha thunder Mystery!!!! =)

So it was at this point that the naked women arrived.  Well, not COMPLETELY naked.  There were about 12 Stuff models who suddenly came out in nothing but body paint.  From a distance it looked like they were wearing lingerie, but up close it was obvious they were quite naked.  All of them were incredibly skinny women with massive fake boobies.  The only thing I could compare it to was two oranges taped to a tooth pick.  Anyway, this got a lot of attention from the men, and in a way shifted the dynamic of the party because a lot of the other women were intimidated because of it.  In the long run this played into our favor because we could use it as a way to make the women we talked to insecure and play them off the massively social proofed models.  I ended up having to distance myself from the body paint chicks because I just couldn’t focus around them, they were so hot.  When one was in proximity, I had a hard time saying much other than “Me… like… girl!  She give me… BONAR!”

I ended up approaching a shitload of women that night, so I won’t go into every single interaction I had, but I will touch on the ones worth talking about.

The first was a six set – two guys and four girls.  All of them Latino.  We approached because Swinggcat thought he recognized one of the guys, and it turns out they both went to the same high school briefly.  The guy ends up being a porno director who specializes in lesbian latino porn.  He introduces me to the four women he’s with (all incredibly sexy and slutty latinas) and they instantly begin kinoing me.  At this point I fall back on Mystery’s “stripper rules” and begin to ignore them while undermining their advances.  This only makes them try harder.  Swinggcat starts fuckin’ with the guys and before long he has them offering to let us direct a few of their movies.  We get the guy’s card and are probably going to keep in touch for no other reason than the dude can hook us up with some incredibly hot latina sluts (a vice of both Swinggcat and I).

The second great interaction is with a two-set of hair stylists.  These girls weren’t the hottest around, but they were decent enough.  I open the set and Swinggcat comes in after I get the girls going.  He takes the blonde, and I take the bisexual one (telegraphed by her massive amount of tattoos).  I’m doing good enough, but my bisexual hairdresser eventually leaves to hit on another girl.  At this point I take the opportunity to observe Swingg in action.  I whip out my new Clie and start video taping him sarging this blonde.  He’s doing quite a lot of masterful stuff with her (if any of you have read his book, you’ll know what I’m talking about).  The girl gets really into him, but then tries a takeaway by saying she wants to get a drink.  Swinggcat takes his opportunity so say “okay” and then turns away from her.  She hesitates before going, looking back to see if Swingg’s following, but he fucks with her by ignoring her and talking to me instead. We laugh about how easy it is to fuck with girls.  I think he re-established contact with her later in the night and took it further, but I can’t remember.

The next set was a two-set of HB11s sitting by themselves.  One of them was wearing a rather loud orange jacket (we’re talking “caution cone” orange here) that looked like it was a hold over from the 80’s.  I approached asking her where she got it.

HB11:  “Forever 21.”
Thundercat:  “I don’t know where that is.”
HB11:  “It’s in the mall.”
Thundercat:  “Let me guess… the valley, right?”
HB11:  (looking quite ashamed) “Yes.”

For those of you not in LA, the valley refers to the “San Fernando Valley,” which I guess is Hollywood’s equivalent of a double-wide trailer park.  It’s actually not a bad place, but it’s looked down upon because it’s not considered “hip,” simply “normal.”  Girls from the valley (Valley Girls!) are typically thought to be sluts as well, so this was a subtle neg on my part.

I start gaming these girls pretty well, doing a lot of cocky/funny.  Swingg comes in and backs me up.  At some point, one of the girls goes to get a drink and I take the opportunity to sit next to the one with the orange jacket.  She seems to be enjoying our conversation, but her friend signals to her to join her at the bar, so she leaves.  Upon reflection, either Swingg or I should have gone with the friend to the bar when she first left to run interference while the other one was in isolation.  This might have worked pretty well.

So we were now sitting where our targets had been previously, when one of the Stuff Models comes up and actually opens us.  She sits next to me and I neg her about her black fedora hat by asking if she got it when the Michael Jackson’s ranch got raided.  She laughs and Swingg and I work on her for a bit.  She’s quite bisexual and one of the bigger stimulus junkies I’d seen at the party (looking for the next “shiny” thing, as Tyler would put it).

So the set’s going good until she sees her girlfriend walking towards her.  At this point she turns to me and says “Do you mind if I do a line?”

I was a bit caught off guard by this, but I shrugged it off and said it doesn’t bother me.  Her friend promptly walks up, straddles her, and whips out the cocaine.  The two of them start snorting that shit like it’s going out of style, and me and Swingg just smile at each other.  In less than two minutes, this beautiful model had degenerated into a coke whore.  God, I love Hollywood…

One thing a lot of guys don’t realize, and a fact that some PUA’s refuse to accept, is that drugs are a big part of the party scene, and are a factor in scoring with many of the more beautiful women – particularly if they are party girls.  I felt that since this girl was getting high, sarging her would be easier and she’d be a good prospect to pull.  I was right, but eventually got cock-blocked by a few other coke whores/models who wanted to make out with her.  I don’t know about you guys, but I’m not at a level where I can compete with an oversexed HB11 with drugs.  After this experience I was more aware that many girls at the party had rather dilated pupils.

Next up was a pretty sexy brunette.  I approached her in a two set with a bit of an older guy by commenting on her belly button tattoo which was peeking out from her shirt.  She laughed and said something about it being a signal light for the “landing strip.”  I laughed at this, but the older guy got a bit uncomfortable and took his leave.  Suddenly the girl got really insecure.  Turns out that guy was her boss (He was a music agent, and she’s a wannabe agent).  She joked that she’d probably be fired because of that comment.  “Either that, or you’re getting a promotion,” I replied.  She laughed and I went into set.  Obviously she was quite bisexual, so I asked if she had other tattoos.  She said she had six, at which point I accused her of being an attention whore.  She started qualifying herself, then I told her to stop being so insecure.  She then began qualifying the fact that she wasn’t insecure.  This went on and on – me making fun of her insecurities, her qualifying herself (Push-Pull, for you not in the know.  Buy Real World Seduction and learn it!).  Swingg eventually comes by and watches as I start calling her shallow.  At this point she’s so fucking insecure that she’s really trying to get me to validate her.  Instead I just turn my back.  She stands there for a minute, looking at me as I ignore her, and then leaves crest-fallen.  Swinggcat’s laughing at my incredible abuse of social niceties, and tells me how evil I am that I left that poor girl hanging instead of validating her.  I tell him I’ve been studying Style (the most powerful of the Jedi) a bit too much.  =)

I was hoping to run into the girl a little later and validate her then, because she was definitely telegraphing some interest, but she seemed to disappear after that.  Maybe I blew her self-esteem out so badly she left the party, but I honestly don’t know.

The last really interesting interaction of the night happened with some of the naked body-paint models.  I had run into K-ROQ DJ Striker at the party.  I seem to run into him a lot, the last time being at Drais after-hours club out in Las Vegas.  I walked up to him and talked for a bit.  He’s pretty good at using his quazi-celebrity status to pull girls.  The body-paint chicks had the highest value of any girl at the party because men were falling all over them.  Striker was able to use his celebrity to pull one of them, who was quite into it (you go, boy!).

At this point, one of the topless chicks comes up to me and tries starting a conversation.  She asks what I do, which is a sure sign she’s fishing to see if I’m someone worth talking to.  I give Swinggcat an evil grin and turn back to the girl, blatantly staring at her breasts.  I point at her tits and say:

“You have an incredible pair of… personalities.”

The girl’s eyes grow wide, and she gets all offended and leaves.  I laugh at her as she goes.  I think it’s funny how this girl is literally one step above a stripper, getting paid to walk around all night with nothing on, and then she gets offended when someone calls attention to the fact her breasts are exposed.  Every other guy in the party is trying to ignore her nakedness and look her in the eyes, and she tries to pretend like she’s a legitimate model because of it.  The reason she got offended is because I reminded her that she is, in fact, pretty much taking her clothes off for money, and this strikes that chord of guilt and self-loathing deep down that causes her to take offence, because she so desperately doesn’t want it to be true — but she can’t ignore the facts.  I might not have been so harsh, if it wasn’t for the fact that she was a gold digging slut.  If there was any doubt, the next guy she talked to was a Studio Exec from FOX about her acting career.  My bet is she’ll never get past “Girls Gone Wild,” but what do I care?

The night winds down, and Swinggcat’s driving me to my car around 3:15 am.  The night had been a lot of fun.  I’d met some great people, tried out some new material, and felt like I was back in the game.  As we’re driving, I’m looking out the window at all the late-night stragglers.  I make a comment to Swingg about the girls I see on the street, all dressed up in their hippest, trendiest, sluttiest clothing.

“What is it about sluts that’s so attractive?” I ask.

Swinggcat smiles, looks at me with a gleam in his eye, and says…

“It’s called honesty, dude.”

Truer words were never spoken.

Thundercat

PLAY List meeting 1/20/04

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/18/04

There will be a PLAY (Players Los Angeles Yahoo) List Meeting this Tuesday with the creator of Speed Seduction, Ross Jeffries, who will be hosting a seminar in LA next weekend.  It’s this Tuesday, Jan. 20th, at 7:30pm at the Project Hollywood Playhouse off of the Sunset Strip in West Hollywood.

This is pretty exciting.  I like what Papa is doing with the PLAY list, trying to get it actively going with guest speakers and the like.  I guess its similar to what Marco does in the New York Lair.  Not only that, but it’s being held in the Project Hollywood house, home of Mystery, Papa, Herbal, and Style (the most powerful of the Jedi).  Not only will Ross Jeffries, the godfather of the community, be there in person, but it’s free and open to anyone who’s a member of the list.  That’s a great deal, no matter how you cut it.

Don’t expect to be seeing me there, however.  As much as I’d like to attend, I’ve been sumarilly Kicked and Banned by Ross Jeffries from all SS related events, which I guess this can be considered since it’s mostly gonna be him hocking his seminar.  I could go since I’m in good with the PH crew, but it’s not really worth the trouble it would cause.

I would like to say that if you’re worried about attending because of Ross, don’t be.  Yes, Ross does have a reputation of being a bit of an ass hole to his students and those he looks at as being below him (which some would say is everybody).  Many people have horror stories about how Ross has treated them poorly.  I know that when I first met him at the hypnotist’s Vince Kelvin’s mini-seminar at which he was a guest speaker, he was fairly rude to me.  But once I got to know him outside of the seminar invironment where he doesn’t have to be a ”guru” and stuff, he’s a pretty cool guy with a lot of interesting things to talk about.  So I would say that despite his rep, it’s well worth going to because Ross is a pretty smart guy with a few good things to talk about.

If you do see him at the meeting, be sure to tell him that despite it all, Thundercat still thinks he’s a shining example of genetic perfection. 

Thundercat

Upcoming PUA Events

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/18/04

For some reason, the Winter/Spring season is a big time for the Seduction Arts here in Los Angeles.  Maybe it’s the quiet desperation brought about by evil hollidays like Valentine’s Day, but for the next 30 days there will be a number of commercial seduction related events on the horizon here if LA-LA land.

Thanks to Papa for creating this little list.  Below is the breadown:

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Special Events Schedule:

***PLAY (Player’s Los Angeles Yahoo) Group Meeting:
Date: Tuesday, January 20 at 7:30pm at the Project Hollywood Mansion
Address: Project Hollywood Mansion, Sunset Blvd.
Special Guest: Ross Jeffries
Details: Regular Group Meeting for all LA List Members (Free).

***Speed Seduction Seminar (speed-seduction.com)
Date: January 23, 24, 25
Details: Using simple but powerful language patterns that cause her to
experience  states and link them only and exclusively to you, all in a
matter of minutes.

***Dave Riker’s Seduction Log (daveriker.com)
Date: January 23, 24
Details:  Not only will you get some examples of exact languaging, but
also insight into his own internal thought process that he uses to
create these themes and language in real time!

***Ross Jeffries’ Magick and Psychic Influence Seminar (seduction.com)
Date: January 30, 31, & Feburary 1
Details: How I Discovered The Seven Basic Skills That Make Silent
Psychic Influence Of Others And Your Own ”Higher Self” A Profound and
Measurably Reality!

***Mystery Method Seminar (mysterymethod.com)
Date: January 31 – Feb. 1
Address: Project Hollywood Mansion, Sunset Blvd.
Details: The Mystery Method possesses a powerful secret to ignite an
overwhelming attraction in almost any woman.

***In-Field Workshop (realsocialdynamics.com)
Date: Jan. 30 – Feb. 1
Details: Field experience is KING. Wing with instructors at
bars/clubs. Learn from field experience and get critiquing on body
lanuage, tonality, and execution from the world’s best pickup artists.

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If any of you out there decide to sign up for this stuff because you read it here, be sure to let these guys know you heard about it through Thundercat’s Lair.  Help spread the love.  =)

Thundercat

Mental Note

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/18/04

When a girl tells you she doesn’t have a boyfriend without you asking, it is both a huge indicator of interest and warning sign.

Thundercat

The Lair gets a Face Lift

**Reposted from the first Lair, original date: 1/17/04

Yes, yes, like the freshly divorced wife of a man making upwards of six-figures a year, the blog has recieved a face lift.  I was getting tired of the fairly dark and gloomy design, with lots of blues and greys, so I’ve decided to re-design the blog to make it look a little more professional, a little more sophisticated, and a little more streamlined.  New Logo, new headers, new colors, and some new Headz are on the way.

Let me know what you guys think of the new design.

Thundercat

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