Although I did end up consuming a few more beers than I would have liked, it was a pretty good night for me. I ended up at Rehab at about 11:30 and pretty much hung out with Cassie downstairs at Rock Bottom bar.  She is such a sweet girl. It was just too easy to drink and I really have to either quit drinking all together or curb my desire to get out to bars every time I go out.

I talked to some ladies last night, but I was feeling a bit low energy and my game was off. It was pretty funny because I invited S from the saucer to show up and she did with her boyfriend. Seemed like an all-right guy, but kind of quiet. I was downstairs and they weren’t allowed as it was the V3 after party and as such VIP wristband were required. I am VIP where ever I go. I could have just as easily got them down there, but you have to reward for good behavior. Its true she did show up but she also brought her BF. My reward to her was coming upstairs in effect leaving my VIP friends behind. I believe in the scarcity principal.

Unfortunately drinking to much also plays into driving home. I wasn’t drunk, but with very little calories every day, I needed something to sober me up. That ended up being 2 McDoubles, which all-in-all could have been worse. I cannot beat myself up about it, but at the same time need to be a bit disappointed about it. This morning I added 2 tsp of Cinnamon to my smoothie. If I feel up to it I might head over to the gym and do some cardio.

I happened upon this article on Match.com when I logged into BuckyStars ATT wireless connect. Stupid landing pages, but hey what’s this? Usually I get annoyed that there’s a landing page in the first place. If I’m going onto the Internet at BuckyStars, its for damn sure I’m not looking to read their landing page. I mean really! What in tarnation could they possibly offer me that I would be interested in?

Well wouldn’t you know it just as I was hit my blog link all of a sudden I see a title that reads: How to prep your place for a date. Of course I had to go back and read what they had to say. I mean usually most “advice” sites are going to emasculate men into believing they need to be little wussies with no balls to get the job done. In most instances its exactly why men need dating sites in the first place. They do not have the social skills to pick up a woman in a normal social environment. As in face to face meet up like a bar, club, book store, coffee shop what not.

I do believe I owe an entire other post to the other extreme where some men are acting out aggressive fantasies on blogs of who they wish to be. Reading some “field reports” you would have to believe the man in question to be a God to pull off some of the crap I’ve read. But I digress this discussion for another time.

So I want to review this Match.com article piece by piece.

Make your space look appealing to the opposite sex…
This applies especially to men, whose pads often resemble frat houses filled with mountains of laundry, grime-covered sports gear and empty beer bottles. First, clean up the mess — laundry in particular. “I’ve always found that the scent of dirty, sweaty clothes permeates single men’s apartments, so when I first visited my now-boyfriend Kevin’s apartment, I was happy to see that he had a real laundry basket with a lid,” says Esther, 31. No need to buy a whole new set of furniture — folding a chenille blanket over the back of your austere leather sofa or adding some flowers can do wonders. “When I first saw my boyfriend’s place it was pretty unimpressive, but he had a vase of daffodils in the living room, which made a difference,” says one 25-year-old who prefers to remain anonymous. “It showed he knew how to make an effort and was willing to do so for me.”

For the most part I would agree with this section of the article. However being well-versed in the scientific appeal of pheromones having sweaty clothing around can help you in many instances. You don’t need your nasty encrusted underwear around. While having a place for laundry and keeping your love lair clean it is also important to not make it sterile. I went over a friends house once and the place looked like it was devoid of any personality. It seemed like books and pictures were strategically hung and placed to bring up conversations. While normally this is a very good idea, these things need to have “VALUE” to you and not just be crap you read about in some PUA forum somewhere. Don’t get a book on magic or hypnosis or whatever unless it is something that you have read and are interested in. Another; don’t be a faker, woman can sense when all you are trying to do is impress them. While it might make an initial impression you are sure to be sleeping alone if that’s all its for. The impression should come from the interest it provokes, initially from the item, but the real interest should be directed towards you for being an interesting person for reading this to begin with.

I totally disagree with the flowers crap. What are you a freaking girl or a man? Holy freaking crap are you serious? Flowers? An interesting center piece is what you need. Get yourself some really cool art as a center piece, maybe some candles, scented if you really must cover the smell but remember your pheromones are important. Have a bowl with assorted items that have been left by other women. It’s a GREAT little “pre-selection” switch flipper when a woman sees an earing or thong, or a shoe in the bowl. Whats that, inevitably she will ask? Oh that’s the bowl with a sly smile and move on. I just asked the Barista Melissa at BuckyStars, a cute girl, what she would think if she walked in to see flowers on the table of a guy she is dating. Her response: “He’s either married or gay!” Come on guys, don’t be that guy. The chick who wants to remain anonymous who was impressed by the guy making an effort, most likely is the chick I’ll be doing later on tonight.

Edit what’s on your bookshelves: And while you’re at it stash away your masculinity. When I read this I almost spit out my coffee and started cursing. Who the fuck wrote this crap anyway I asked? The by line reads Celeste Perron. Of course you should hide away all your books with beautiful women and interesting male articles in them. My God you wouldn’t want the woman over your apartment to think you look at other women. While you’re at it you might want to tie your dick and balls between your ass-cheeks and wear a dress! I mean God forbid you give her the idea you might be interested in hot bodies and women in lingerie. Isn’t it funny that whenever I have woman over they always pick up my copies of Maxim or FHM before anything else. It’s a damn good way to let you know if she might be interested in a little kinky threesome fun too.

The rest of it seems like OK for the most part, but holy BeJezus I can almost feel my masculinity ripping out of my soul and being dragged across the floor. Sometime in the future I’ll do an entire post dedicated to how you should hook up your apartment to make it into your very own Love Lair.

Rock on dudes!

I’ve been reading a lot again about PUA and social skills and I’m currently updating my arsenal. Roissy is a constant in my daily attributes to the well to pay homage to those I believe and trust in. Life is good so why would I want anything else anyway?

I’ve been thinking about writing but I do so much of it at my job, that I sometimes just don’t have the ambition to blog anything. I’ve changed over the last year and now I do quite a few things differently then I used to. I have decided to do some serious gaming though, so that should add a bit of flair to the diary of a junky. It infects my life and sends me into bliss so that I may not escape. Ahh life is tremendously good right now for me. I am in such a good place with myself.

This is part 1 of a very large INTENSE interview I did with Shiva of www.SGMS.info. I consider Shiva my Inner Game Guru, as a lifelong student of Life Artistry. I personally like to call my personal development Life Artistry rather than Pick Up Artist as it is a limiting tag. Life Artistry covers all of life’s lessons and as a student of the world I encourage you to never limit yourself in one direction.

In this, part 1, section we learn of Shiva’s upbringing and how he came to realize he was seeking validation, acceptance and social proof. Shiva demonstrates that ultimately seeking validation from outside sources can be damaging to ones inner game.

The world has so many sides and beliefs it has become crucial to my development to embrace all of what it has to offer. Perhaps the best explanation I can give of my view of the world would be for you, my dear friend, to read and study the Tao Te Ching. Perhaps the most brilliant take on life ever recorded.

My hope is that you can learn from this interview series and gain a better understanding of your life and the lives of those around you. Harnessing Your Inner Game is not intended to be medical advice, it is simply your average mans journey of self discovery. Please enjoy and live your life happy in the now moment.

First I want to thank all my readers who remind me daily to continue writing about life’s little journeys that I take everyone along for the ride with me on. I super appreciate all the kind words of encouragement and even more the death threats. I’ll do my best now to start focusing on writing more often even if its just a quickie update. Personally I think the proliferation of social media types like Twitter, Facebook and the likes have really started to draw me away from what life has to offer. While its important to keep in contact with friends as relationships are as only good as the effort put forth, there needs to be a line drawn. I’ve noticed that more and more I find myself not calling friends on special occasions as long as I can make the “connection” on the social media site. In essence the social media is pulling me further away of my goal of being even more social than my charming self will allow.

While I still make it out into the real world quite often, more so than what I am going to presume many of you dear readers, I do find that its so much easier to actually sit and watch twitter or facebook than it is to reach out and make a connection. As many of you, if not all of you, know that I have practiced social dynamic life artistry skills to help me seduce the world. While many younger guys might only see this as an application to seduce women, learning these skills offers so much more. The ability to understand the human engagement as an opportunity to delve into the psyche is an amazing journey of all our senses and furthers communications. Having the knowledge is nothing less than what my good friend Dan says; “A super power.” Yes Dan it is indeed.

I’ve been very successful at honing in on my unique rapport abilities and conditioning myself to engage in every opportunity to get out of the house and socialize. I was never a shy person, except maybe in my early childhood days, but as Milton Ericson so eloquently put it, shyness is a defensive mechanism to protect us from the big-bad-wolf, AKA the world. Perhaps in childhood I was simply protecting myself form the inequities of the tyranny of evil men. After I learned that it was I who held all the cards to the world I not only got out of my shell but I bloomed into a social beast.

This leads me to about a couple of weeks ago. I met a really sweet babe who I have a lot in common with. We have been playing a game for a while and it was so easy for me to do that thing that I do. It wasn’t about getting facebook info or her number as its second nature to do so. What I found kind of weird this time around was, even knowing full-well she wanted for me to call her (She insisted I take her number) it was still easier for me to contact her on facebook. Then came the texting and just this past week I finally called her. I knew she wanted to talk and never before has it been an issue for me to call anyone before, and I do mean never before. It’s like all of a sudden its just gotten easier to not communicate with people face to face and rather chat or post on their wall. This way there really can be no consequences to our actions as really even though they are our words they are unattached to who we really are.

It’s my view that social media is in actuality anti-social media that allows us to behind the anonymity that the Internet leads us to believe. Yes while I completely understand that in essence Facebook offers us no privacy as that goes, we still do not suffer the consequences of our actions from face-to-face encounters. I for one will be more cognisant of my online interactions using the so called social media venues and will thus far prefer human interaction. Rather than focusing on Facebook interactions I’ll focus more on my life’s journey here on my blog.

To celebrate my big 42nd birthday, its tough for me to even fathom my age, a camping trip to the most wonderful, bestest place on all this Earth: Spring River, just outside of Mammoth Springs Arkansas, the other Kansas.

Jerry Garcia, whose gentle voice and gleaming, chiming guitar lines embodied the psychedelic optimism of the Grateful Dead for three decades, died in his sleep yesterday at Serenity Knolls, a residential drug treatment center in Forest Knolls, Calif. He was 53.

A spokesman for the band, Dennis McNally, said the cause was a heart attack.

The guitarist had suffered serious health problems for a decade. In the 1960′s, he was known as Captain Trips, referring to his frequent use of LSD, and he struggled through the years with heroin addiction. He was hospitalized in 1986 in a diabetic coma, and in 1992 the group had to cancel tour dates when Mr. Garcia fell ill from exhaustion. In recent years he had tried to stop smoking and to lose weight.

The Grateful Dead, and Mr. Garcia as their most recognizable member, had come to represent the survival of 1960′s idealism. As news of his death spread, fans wept in the streets of San Francisco and the Internet was flooded with eulogies and reminiscences.

Within the music business, the Dead exemplified integrity in a sphere of hype and artifice; beyond, they symbolized a spirit of communal bliss, with free-wheeling, anything-can-happen music to bring together a community of tenacious fans, the Deadheads.

The band’s future is uncertain; the Dead had planned to record their newest songs in a studio for an album to be released next year.

The Grateful Dead were one of rock’s most beloved institutions. Formed in 1965, when a Bay Area jug band decided to switch to electric instruments, the Dead created an all-American fusion of bluegrass, blues, country, rhythm-and-blues, folk and rock, all laced with improvisation. The band never played a song the same way twice.

The Dead built their reputation on long, free-form concerts, going onstage without a set list and playing anything from original songs to rock oldies to extended experiments with feedback. The music could shift in any direction as it sought what the band and its fans called the “X factor”: spontaneous, revelatory stretches of music arrived at through practice and serendipity.

The Dead were one of the top bands in late-1960′s San Francisco, and unlike their hippie-era contemporaries, they continued to thrive, their essence unchanged and their popularity expanding. John Scher, chairman of Metropolitan Entertainment, which coordinates the band’s East Coast performances, said yesterday that the Grateful Dead “are unquestionably the highest-grossing band cumulatively in the history of the music business.”

He noted that the band in recent years played 85 to 110 shows annually. It set attendance records for every major arena in the New York area, as well as the Spectrum in Philadelphia and the Boston Garden.

The Dead’s fans savored the group’s unpredictability, seeing as many concerts as possible and sometimes following the band for a full-length tour. For most of the 1980′s and early 1990′s, the band toured stadiums and did not play to a single empty seat; some concerts sold out before they were advertised, purely through announcements in the Deadheads’ newsletter and on a telephone hotline. (The band had planned six concerts in late September at Madison Square Garden as part of a fall tour, but it is unclear if they will proceed.)

Unlike the vast majority of rock bands, the Dead focused on performing rather than recording. Even as a stadium attraction, the Grateful Dead were something like an old-time jug band, barnstorming a territory that stretched around the world.

Mr. Garcia was at the heart of the Dead’s music. His reedy voice was unassumingly sincere; his guitar tone was pristine and bell-like, as he spun long, leisurely lines with distinctive curlicues and downward slides. He wrote about half of the Dead’s own material, working primarily with the lyricist Robert Hunter, and many of his finest tunes — such as “Ripple,” “Touch of Grey,” “China Cat Sunflower” and “Uncle John’s Band” — sounded as natural as traditional songs. Mr. Garcia’s smiling, bearded face became an icon of a utopian 1960′s spirit.

Jerome John Garcia was born in San Francico on Aug. 1, 1942. His father was a professional musician, and he took piano lessons as a child. But he lost most of the third finger on his right hand in a childhood accident. When he was 15, he heard Chuck Berry and took up the electric guitar. After nine months in the Army, he turned to folk music, picking up the banjo and playing in bluegrass bands; he also studied at the San Francisco Art Institute. By 1964, he was in Mother McCree’s Uptown Jug Champions, which also included Bob Weir on guitar and Ron (Pigpen) McKernan on harmonica.

A year later, with Phil Lesh on bass and Bill Kreutzmann on drums, the band plugged in and became the Warlocks. At first, they worked as a bar band, playing blues six nights a week. The Warlocks soon changed their name to the Grateful Dead — a type of British folk ballad in which a human being helps a ghost find peace — after running across the phrase in a dictionary. They became the house band for Ken Kesey’s Acid Tests, the public LSD parties held before the drug was outlawed.

The Dead lived communally in San Francisco and played many free concerts, soon working their way up to the city’s ballrooms and the Fillmore West. The band signed a contract with MGM Records in 1966, but its efforts were shelved. In 1967, the Dead signed with Warner Brothers, and while their first albums sold modestly, their reputation spread. From the beginning, when the band was financed by the LSD chemist Stanley Owsley, the Dead were known for the latest in sound systems as well as for their music. The group performed at the Monterey Pop Festival in 1967 and at Woodstock in 1969.

By 1970, the Grateful Dead had made five extraordinary albums in a row: “Anthem of the Sun” in 1968, “Aoxomoxoa” in 1969 and “Live Dead,” “Workingman’s Dead” and “American Beauty” in 1970. Its 1971 live album, “Grateful Dead,” became its first million-seller, and it continued to play to larger and larger audiences. In 1973, it was one of the three groups (with the Allman Brothers Band and the Band) to perform for half a million people at Watkins Glen, N.Y.

Mr. Garcia also worked outside the Grateful Dead, as a musician and a producer. He recorded with the Jefferson Airplane and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young; he produced the first album by the New Riders of the Purple Sage, adding parts on an instrument he was just learning, the pedal steel guitar.

Outside the Dead, Mr. Garcia pursued some of the styles that were tucked into the Dead’s music. In the early 1970′s, he played jazz-rock with the keyboardist Merl Saunders and bluegrass with a group called Old and in the Way; he also recorded his first album as a leader in 1971, playing rock songs tinged with country. Through the years, he toured (between Grateful Dead tours) with his own band, and he collaborated with musicians including the keyboardist Howard Wales and the mandolinist David Grisman.

His most recent recording, released in 1993, was an album of children’s music, “Not for Kids Only.” In another recent project, Mr. Garcia designed a line of neckties that was sold at Macy’s and other stores.

Yet most of his time was devoted to the Grateful Dead. While the band had touched on funk and jazz, and had incorporated some of the new sounds made available through synthesizer technology, its music remained immediately recognizable, with a folksy, homespun tone that belied the size of its audiences. Grateful Dead concerts are among least overbearing in current rock; the band’s customized sound systems emphasize clarity and warmth, not sheer volume. Through the years, the Dead’s tour circuit expanded, including a 1978 series of shows at the Great Pyramid in Egypt; the band toured with Bob Dylan in 1987, a collaboration that resulted in a live album. The band weathered the deaths of Mr. McKernan in 1973 as well as the deaths of two of its keyboardists, Keith Godchaux and Brent Mydland.

Since the 1970′s, the band has attracted a significant following of Deadheads, which expanded further in the 1980′s as the sons and daughters of baby boomers embraced the band as a symbol of 1960′s pleasures and hopes. The Dead made an effort to treat their fans well. Unlike many bands, the Dead encouraged their fans to tape their concerts, even providing a place near the sound engineer’s booth for fans to set up microphones and tape recorders. They also kept ticket prices low and maintained contact with fans through the newsletter, a hotline and, more recently, electronic mail. In return the Dead have held on to what is probably the longest-lasting mass following in rock history.

In tie-dyed clothes and bare feet, dancing in the aisles, the Dead’s audiences revived the wardrobe, and perhaps some of the hopefulness, of the Summer of Love. In an interview for Joe Smith’s book “Off the Record” (1988), Mr. Garcia said, “To the kids today, the Grateful Dead represents America: the spirit of being able to go out and have an adventure.”

He is survived by his third wife, Deborah Koons Garcia, and by four daughters: Heather, Annabelle, Teresa and Keelin, all of Marin County.

It’s just another way I can challenge myself to make the world a better place through seduction. I believe I can positively impact the world by seducing one woman at a time until all of them are under the magnificent spell of JunkyFungus.

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I’ve been doing it, I really have. I think it took some awful intense times in my life, but I have said enough is enough and made the change. I ask myself whenever I do something now is it going to take me towards my goals. I am eating healthy, exercising and on the path to self-reliance through health. I finally figured it out that I needed to hit rock bottom before I could start climbing back out. I hit that rock bottom and now the climb is in full momentum. One step following another and it takes me forward on the path to my goals.

I know the direction I must go, and I am on the path, but the question now comes up with other things. Am I in the right forest? Sure I am heading in the right direction but this compels me to ask myself where else I need to make the changes that will ultimately lead me in the direction of my goal.

In the beginning of this year I set a goal that I would make my first million dollars and somehow I seem ever distant from achieving that goal. I know the universe is supposed to unfold before me and my job is not to limit the universe presenting that goal to me, but I also know that I am supposed to focus on achieving that goal. This is where currently I am struggling. How is it I am supposed to be focused on that goal driving myself ever closer when things around me get tougher and tougher.

With my health I know how to achieve it. I can control the foods I eat, the exercise I do, the lifestyle I choose, but with finances it seems so much more impossible, especially when things are not where they need to be. The economy sucks and it is directly affecting my lifestyle. With everything that’s happening I have to ask myself if staying the course is going to pull me away or help me achieve that success I desire.

I wonder if anyone has any thoughts on this?

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