Yay B-List celebrities

Who would've thought that Santa Monica attracted the PUA type?

I was hanging with some friends from the Santa Monica Lounge at World Cafe tonight, just shooting the shit and seeing what the night brought. It was sort-of crowded at World Cafe, but not in a good way-- mostly white people with a smattering of Asians and Indians to color up the crowd a bit. I was mainly interested in talking with my friends and hanging out; I'm pretty lazy when it comes to opening groups of people as of late as I'm trying to just let the universe bring me the people that I'm meant to interact with.

While sitting around shooting the shit one of my friends recognized J-Dog from "The Pickup Artist" on VH1 with some girl. I turn around and introduce myself to J and to the girl, T. who happens to be the producer for the aforementioned show. I end up shooting the shit with the both of them and they're both really cool cats. It's a shame that J doesn't get even coverage on the show since my perception of him from the show is not as good as my perception of him after I met him. I eventually also talk to Spoon for a hot minute who seems to be in a better headspace than he was during the TV show.

I think it's fascinating how being a "B-List" celebrity can be either a major boon or a major bust for a person's social value. On the positive side you get recognized by some people which kind of puts you on a slightly elevated status relative to other people in the room. On the flip side, though, it makes it hard to discern whether a person is into you for who you REALLY are or if they're just enamored by who they perceive you to be from whatever it is you're famous for. I'm not sure I would ever be ready for the lifestyle of a celebrity, even a minor celebrity from a show like "The Pickup Artist." By nature I'm a very private person so I think all the poking and prodding by random people into my business would grate me after a while. I suppose it's a good thing I'm not a world-famous pickup artist then. ;-)

An evening at S Bar and The Griffin

Logistics, logistics, logistics. Things like "getting IOIs" or "DHV'ing" or whatever bullshit are not my Sticking Point right now, everything keeps boiling down to the big "L" word. I'm very finely tuned into social interactions nowadays and I'm closer to running "Natural" game than I was 3 months ago. I have maybe 1 or 2 fun roleplaying openers that I keep in my back pocket but other than that I let my Body Language and Kino do the lion's share of the work for me. Now I just have to start finding girls that are local and down for some same-night sexytimes and I'll be golden.

Tonight was something of an interesting learning experience, albiet a touch frustrating. I'm trying to explore K-Town more (because of my irrational love of Korean women) and went to S Bar on Wilshire Blvd and New Hampshire Ave with my buddies Ulysses and S. If you've never been to this kind of bar before it's something akin to a hostess bar where the bartenders (who are all Asian women) pour your drinks, drink some of your alcohol, eat some of your food and generally entertain you. Tonight (Saturday) was actually kind of dead-- the only cute girls were behind the bar and that was a logistical challenge for me. I can't really kino across the bar easily so it makes getting the girls warmed up difficult. I need to find a spot at the bar where it opens up or something so I can stand next to them and get them hot and bothered to bounce later in the evening. I really dig a couple of the bartenders there and would ravish them in a New York Minute but I still haven't been able to crack the code yet, as it were. This'll be a pet project of mine for a while.

We eventually bounce from there to a new bar up in the Atwater Village area called The Griffin, which is something of a greaser rockabilly spot with a really chill vibe. We're chillin' in the smoking area and at one point I'm like, "Fuck this, I'm going to do the whole social butterfly thing" and bounce my way through the smoking area. Most of the sets end up dying for one reason or another until the very last set at the end of the evening (and at the end of the smoking patio, coincidentally).

I open the set with my tried-and-true, "Hey, do you have a light?" and I get the ball rolling. I eventually just start shooting the shit with all of them and try to get myself integrated with the group. Eventually 3 more of their friends show up, one of which is this STUNNING Vietnamese chick named V.T. Wow. We introduce ourselves to each other and I'm getting the vibe from her. I end up chatting up everyone else for a bit and eventually get drawn into a conversation with her sitting at the table.

From the moment we started talking I knew it was on. I was ramping the kino on her leg, under the table, while sitting in this dark spot of the bar. I was looking at her with strong Eye Contact ("Soul Gazing:" left eye to left eye) and going into some Medium Rapport stuff. I would've taken things further (feeling up her hands, her inner thigh, putting her hands in my lap, etc) but then I get cockblocked by her two friends that pull her into a conversation at the OTHER table. Blah. I go back to vibing with some of the guys at the table I was at for a bit.

Now at this point I have a decision to make: go for the day2 or the ONS. Given the logistics of her friends being there and whatnot I went for the day2. I stood up, went over to her table and chatted up her friend for a second before turning my attention to V.T. I straight up tell her, "Hey, I know you're with friends right now but I really would like to get to know you better since you seem like a cool chick. Let's get a coffee next week." From here logistics spanks me again:

-She lives in Huntington Beach, but is going to school at UC Santa Cruz (going back in 1 month)
-She has a live-in boyfriend
-She's working part-time at Fashion Island in Newport Beach (which is FAAAAAAAR from both my work and apartment)

I press for a meet-up (while kino'ing her back and arms away from prying eyes) and she seems to be giving it serious thought (eye-accessing cues down and to the left) but starts hemming and hawing about the points above. At that point it's do-or-die, since pressing for the ONS is more than a little difficult with all her friends there. I tell her this is her last chance since I was leaving (which is true), and she seems to consider it deeply one last time but ultimately backs out. Blah again. I say bye to everyone in the group and exit with grace.

3 feet from gold, man. 3 feet...

So, what did I learn tonight?

-Reinforced the fact that I'm a sexy bitch and chicks want to fuck me. w00t!
-Kinoescalate like there's no tomorrow but do it discreetly (i.e., under the table in a dark spot of the bar).
-"Soul Gazing" is the shit. I do this with everyone now but most especially with chicks. You can have the most DRY conversation in the world but you can basically eye-fuck each other in the middle of her friends. It's hot.
-Don't ignore her friends, integrate yourself with the group.

Ahh well, chalk this night up to experience.

Happy Birthday to me...

Today was the celebration of my birth upon this Earth and I'm dead-ass tired right now. I had spent this Labor Day weekend in the City of Sin: Lost Wages, NV. I went with 3 of the closest people I have in my life: my brother, my cousin, and my good friend K. My goals that weekend were simple: play craps, pick up girls (if the situation presented itself), shoot guns and (if the mood struck) see some titties.

I gotta say this weekend was a mixed bag.

The craps tables at Excalibur and Hard Rock took me for about $1,500 (I had some good runs as the shooter, I shoulda left when I was up) so that kind of messed with my head a bit. I earmarked $1,500 for this weekend so it's not like I wasn't mentally prepared for it, just the fact that I couldn't catch ANY breaks at the Hard Rock craps tables really set me back emotionally-- I didn't have the desire to flirt with girls after losing money the way I did.

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In terms of flirting with girls things just weren't hitting. Most of the girls were either with BFs, were boring, or were too "hot" for my emotional state at that moment. The girls that DID have potential I messed up by mistiming my approach. For example I was in Mist at Treasure Island, the freebie bar near the front entrance. It was more or less a cockfarm (blah), but there were several sets that could have gone better if I timed things differently:

1) Mixed set of guys and girls sort of dancing near the front. Asians. I got solid EC from one of the girls but hesitated too long to open them. I had to wait until the one I wanted sat down at her table alone and I went Direct. Slight language barrier and eventually her BF returned and basically shut me out. I greeted him in a friendly manner and exited with grace.

2) 2 girls walked into the bar, one Asian the other White. While they were at the bar waiting to get the attention of the bartender I opened them with the roleplay frame that I was part of their group and was running late. I had them laughing and engaged for the first minute, but I eventually lost them to the bartender. Had I waited for them to get their drinks things would probably have gone better.

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I've come to a couple of realizations from this weekend in terms of what I want out of this whole "meet girls" thing:

-Although I can function in a high-energy environment I much rather prefer quieter, "normal" locales to work my magic. For example I was leaving the Sherwood Forest Cafe in Excalibur when I saw this cute Asian chick eating by herself. I passed by her table, thought about it, then went back. I opened her sincerely but relaxed with, "Hey, you're really cute. I want to get to know you," and caught her off-guard a bit while she was eating her soup. It was cute. We vibed for a bit but she was there with her BF (who was playing poker at the time) so I took the convo as far as I could to practice my Rapport skills. After a few I left her to her meal and rejoined my buds.

-I can't force myself or put undue pressure on myself to open because that's when I fvck things up. When I'm relaxed and having fun with my friends and cute girls happen by things tend to fall into place. I already logged my training hours behind the wheel, I just have to let shit happen now.

-I don't really want a one-night stand. That may sound weird to some but in my heart of hearts those kinds of encounters don't really do it for me. I want a connection with the girl, that just makes the sexytimes all the more sweeter. That's not to say that I can't develop a deep connection with girls in one night, so I don't preclude the possibility of having an ONS, but most (if not all) of my night-time connections as of late have been shallow to medium Rapport, at best.

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On the upside I had TONS of fun hanging with my boys, shooting the shit, just being Men without apologies. Shooting guns at The Gun Store kicked ass, as usual. And to round things out we went to Sin (a strip club) and saw some titties, which is always good times (hey, I'm still a guy, y'know).