Foreword:
I've been travelling around a lot as you guys know...for the months, I've done nothing but play the Game...and for the next 6 months, I'll be travelling around the world sargin with TylerDurden until I attend the Los Angeles MBA program...and become, once again, a full-time student....and I'll probably put the Game on an extremely limited basis...and become a good student again.
I love the Game and I love guys who are dedicated to the game. I hope to make many friends from the board and share some fun stories with my community bros. I've been fortunate to play the Game with some pretty cool PUAs. I plan to post some of my field reports of the past 6 weeks of travelling around Chicago, Detroit, California, New York, Toronto, Madison, and Kingston with TylerDurden.
Until that time, I hope to share my journeys with guys as enthusiastic about the Game as me...meet as many of you guys as I can as I travel around. I'll probably stop posting or post monthly or bimonthly once grad school starts because I will compartmentalize school and focus. Until that time, without school...or a full-time job...I hope to have some fun adventures to share with you guys.
TD and I have a Game consistent, congruent with our personalities, and refined. Yet, I think we pick up a little bit from every PUA we meet. It's my hope that you guys think of this all as a fun Game. When I go out, my plans are to socialize without an end goal of needing sex to have fun...but to have fun playing the Game. With fun as the main focus, you'll notice you get laid more and have a better time.
There's a few FBs in my stable (yet I'm interested in more) and I makeout with girls almost every night I go out (but I am developing a skillet to consistently pull girls from clubs)...so I am hoping to meet up with guys and pick up mannerisms, styles, and strategies. I learn from everyone...from newbies to masters...even minor deatils. And, along the way, maybe I'll make some great friends IRL.
Field-Report:
TylerDurden, NJ_PUA, and I are driving across the George Washington Bridge into New York City on Day 3 of the Mystery workshop, which will start in 30 minutes. TD notices a HB9 in a nice sports car next to us and says, “Whoa. Check that out.” I stare out the window and she looks at me. So I wave and pull out my cellular phone. I heard stories of car pickups at the David DeAngelo seminar and so I’m ready for action. I point to my cell phone and mouth, “What’s your phone number?”
CarGirl smiles and laughs. I repeat, “What’s your phone number?” Then I start signaling my phone number to her by counting out the number of fingers on my hand…and one by one…I give her the digits of my phone number. Then she gets the picture…and she starts signaling her number to me. I didn’t understand it. So she holds up 1 finger as if to say, “Hey…wait a minute.” Then she pulls up in front of our car and starts signaling her phone number behind her back.
Damn!!! This is hard to understand. She is signaling too fast for me to get. So NJ_PUA pulls up next to her, pulls down the window, and she pulls down hers.
ME: WHAT’S YOUR PHONE NUMBER?!?
CARGIRL: XXX-XXX-XXXX
ME: Sweet.
Traffic pushes us forward and we lose sight of her, but I call her and get her on her cellular phone.
ME: Hello.
CARGIRL: Hey.
ME: What’s up, girl? We’ve finally got each other.
CARGIRL: I am so lost. I can’t believe that I’m in NYC. I was trying to get to New Jersey and I accidentally got on the GW Bridge. I just moved her from France.
ME: Cool. I’m planning to go there this summer.
We start talking about France and NYC…I tell her how I’m in town helping teach a workshop on social dynamics…and tell her a funny story about my friends…
ME: Yeah. It’s funny because I have a friend in New Jersey whose house I’m crashin at while I’m in town. He’s a toy-maker…and this week, there was the national Toymakers Convention. Well, he’s kind of a frat guy and he created this card game, where you play drinking games…and he noticed that out of all the toys on display, the coolest thing he saw was a silly pen that somehow writes on the back of the neck. And he thinks to himself, “This is lame.” And out of nowhere he yells, “I WIN!!! My toy is the coolest!!!”
CARGIRL: That’s so funny. Hey… you know what. We should definitely meet up. You have my phone number. What’s your phone number?
ME: XXX-XXX-XXXX
CARGIRL: Cool. Give me a call this weekend and we’ll hookup. You should pick me up at my place in New Jersey though cuz I don’t know New York City and it’s too far away.
ME: Outstanding. Sounds good. Cheers.
CARGIRL: Bye, sweetie.
This ends up being a good night for me…[see FR: Papa’s Dancing China Club Threesome]…and 5 minutes later…a girl that I met at Club Amazon dance club, who won $100 in a dance contest that night, gives me a phone call. I hadn’t speaken to her in 7 months…and she starts talking about how she wants to read her poetry to me and talk to me about how she wants to go to the University of Metaphysics. I end up going to her place when I go back to Madison to hookup. NYC ****in rocks!!!
). Make sure to carry a sharpie and lots of paper in your car so you won't be a retard and have nowhere to write it down.
