Wednesday, February 13, 2008

TV Junkie Returns


Ever have one of those days where every just begins talking to you? Elevator, parking lot, sidewalk, standing in line at McDonalds. Is everyone doing the Style Life 30 day challenge?

On a totally unrelated note, I’m back to TV junkie mode. Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles is a damn good show. Mondays on Faox.

Also, the season premiere of the nearly dead Jericho was last night. Woah, I think people are going to start paying attention from now on. Tuesdays on CBS. Well worth however many nuts those doods sent to CBS.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Facebook Shenanigans


So this girl I had a major crush on in high school adds me as a Facebook friend. Ok cool. I guess I now have license to send her messages whenever I want. I surf her page, check out her pics, find out she lives like ten thousand miles away: aight that’s nice. I file her away under my other “facebook friends” and expect that I’ll probably never talk to her.

She posts on my wall (that little comment thing); ok aight, I might make a reply post in a few weeks . . . or never.

Suddenly, I find out she’s in town. WOAH, hold up. “Self,” I say “you’d better grab your balls and get on that shit. She added you as a friend because she wants to hang out. Post on her wall at least.” So I did.

Saturday, February 9, 2008

RumFire at the Sheraton Waikiki

Each new club has a 6-month shelf life until it gets too damn crowded. For the early part of 2008, that new club is RumFire located in the Sheraton Waikiki.

Inside, a large selection of rum, duh!


Outside: Fire.

And just a short walk from nice views of the beach.

www.rumfirewaikiki.com

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Unequivocal Absolute Indifference Running to the Innermost Core of My Soul

This is where I want to be.

A few posts back, I discussed indifference and how it trumps confidence any day. The question now becomes how to achieve indifference and how do I know when I get there?

First, you won’t know WHEN you get there; you’ll just look back and realize you’ve arrived. If you have to ask the question “Am I there yet?” the answer is always “no.”

In terms of not drinking, I have achieved “it.”

I don’t drink. Whenever I go out, I order soda. While I do believe in the benefits of not consuming alcohol, that’s the subject of another day.

Many years ago, I used to qualify myself. I would say, “I gotta wake up early tomorrow, so I’m just gonna have a coke,” “a coke today,” or “I’m all done drinking so I’m only going to have soda.”

Eventually, I realized I shouldn’t qualify myself because it made me look pathetic. So I stopped that. I then began ordering as if I was saying “beer” instead of “soda.” In my mind though, I was crossing my fingers hoping no one would say anything. But people could sense that. Sometimes the waiter would say, “you come all the way to the club and only order ‘a coke?’” And then I’d have to qualify myself. Sometimes, other people would rip on me and I’d defend myself

After I got through that, I told myself I stopped caring if the waiter or others made a response. I told myself I would just ignore it.

Interestingly, the comments stopped.

Then, I just stopped caring if the waiter made a response.

Last night though, my friend said something “You just order your coke without even thinking you’re different.”

“I realized that I’ve arrived.” (as Kanye West would say it)

I realized, that for as long as I can remember, I’ve been ordering cokes without considering what others might say or think. I was beyond not caring, I was at the point of “it doesn’t even cross my mind that people would think of me differently.” The idea that the waiter, or people at my table, or others in the bar are going to see me as strange, never once popped into my head.


I am the perfectly still lake. Throw in a pebble and it makes no ripples. Throw in a boulder and the surface remains like glass. Nothing affects me.

I can’t remember when I got to this point, but the fact that I don’t think about it shows that I am definitely here.

So now I know what its like. The new task is to apply this to other things.

I know that if I’m telling myself “it doesn’t matter,” I haven’t achieved “it” yet. If I get blown out by a group of girls and I say “who cares?” I haven’t achieved “it” yet. If I get into an argument and have to tell myself “why does that matter?” I haven’t achieved it yet.

I need to get to the point where if something that I’m supposed to be indifferent toward happens, I just move on like it never occurred.

[Now just as a caveat, I don’t mean this to mean you can punch a cop in the face and walk away or that you should ignore your surroundings, merely that if you do something that you believe is right or best for you and it has possibility of social negativity, just do it with certainty. Don’t throw the grenade and brace for impact. Instead, throw the grenade know unequivocally--to your core--that the grenade will not explode, and it won’t.]

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Obama, why not?

The dust from Super Tuesday has now settled.

After careful consideration of the five remaining candidates and their stances on the major issues, I’ve concluded that “Club Obama” has the hottest girls.


I really wanted to party at Club Richardson, but it has been shut down with and all those girls moving from New Mexico to Illinois. So it goes.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Success Mentality


I’ve lived an easy life. And I’ll be the first to admit that.

It’s not like most things in life were just handed to me—they weren’t. My life’s been easy because I’ve never really struggled at anything. I went to private school, cruised through college, did just fine in grad school, and never really busted my ass so hard I wanted to give up.

Maybe I’m just smart. Maybe I’m overly analytical. Maybe I just have a really high threshold for when a situation becomes impossible. Maybe I have a “giving up is not an option” mentality or maybe I’ve never been pushed hard enough.

I grew up in a house where my dad fixed everything. My mom would always tell me, “you are smarter than anyone you’d pay to fix it, so just figure it out and fix it yourself.”

When I saw six, I began stealing my dad’s screwdrivers to take apart things. I’ve opened up every broken electric item I’ve come across.

When I was nine, my portable dual cassette stereo started making farting noises, so I took it apart—the entire thing. I had parts laid out across a 25 square foot area, it looked like a junk yard. When I finally got to the speaker unit (at the back after removing every part on that stereo), I found that two pieces of plastic had become unglued and the loose one was rattling. So I just glued it back, put the stereo back together and it sounded like new.

When I was ten, I took apart my grandfather’s VCR, touched a capacitor and shocked myself silly. (those mini battery looking things in VCR, don’t touch them).

I guess all I’m trying to say is that my parents instilled a mentality into me that there’s nothing I can’t figure out.

Now, whenever I’m faced with a big problem, I just sit down, research the shit out of it, and figure it out. Sometimes, I think I have the answer when I don’t. Sometimes I just dive head in with the screwdriver and hope I figure it out along with way—like the time I had to call the board of water supply to turn off the water to my house. Even when things do go really bad, I don’t freak out; I just step back, analyze the situation and thank myself for the new story I can tell.

Don’t be afraid of failure, but at the same time, adopt the mind frame that assumes success and success will follow.

Monday, February 4, 2008

The Essentials

There’s a lot of stuff out there. I haven’t seen or read most of it. I’ve read a lot of crap and seen a lot of useful things. Some things pointed me in the right directions and some pushed me way off course. The following is my list of the essentials: a culled down list representing the straight arrow hammer to greatness. Read/watch them in this order:

1. Neil Strauss - The Game (Book). Reading The Game is like the moment Morpheus tells Neo the Matrix exists. It doesn’t tell us how to get to the Matrix, how to play in the Matrix, or how to win, it just tells us its there.

2. Mystery - The Venusian Arts Handbook (the ebook, not that thing they sell on Amazon). The most concise pickup book ever written. Every page is essential. So perfectly organized, Mr. Dewey would be amazed.

3. The Mystery Method - The Mystery Method (DVD). Completely disorganized, but well worth the effort. After reading The Game, I was dying with curiosity of who is this Mystery guy. Although the information and techniques are outdated, you cannot learn art without learning art history.

4. Real Social Dynamics – Foundations (DVD). Always watch the videos/DVDs instead of listening to the audio. The majority of the information is actually how the presenter acts, his body motions, his tone, and facial expressions. An audio file can’t show these things. Study a person and learn more than just the words coming out of their mouth. Anyway, this is another RSD-blow-your-mind-program that takes months to settle in your brain. All men will become a better and strong person after watching this.

5. David Deida - The Way of the Superior Man (Book). No book has ever changed my life like this one. The ideas and concepts are revolutionary. This should be required reading for all males

6. Real Social Dynamics - The Jeffy Show (DVD). I haven’t finished watching these, but so far, Jeffy’s insights, stories, and mind frame have blown my mind and reshaped it into greatness.


Other stuff that’s useful, but not required:
A. Neil Strauss - The Rules of the Game (The Stylelife Challenge)
B. Tucker Max - I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell
C. Neil Strauss - The Annihilation Method
D. Real Social Dynamics - Transformations

I’m An Asshole Republican

A recent journal has concluded that among fat people, smokers, and healthy people, the healthy people have the most expensive health care costs.

Short version is that although treatment for fat people and smokers are more expensive for a 1-year time period, the overall lifetime cost is less because fat people and smokers die sooner. In other words, health care for dead people is remarkably cheap.

I have a warped sense of humor.

Here’s the article.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Football


This season of college and NFL Football tells us two things:

(1) Anyone can win.

(2) Life comes down to a few moments.

Never give up.

Never forget that the difference between a champion and second place is often just a few seconds.

Friday, February 1, 2008

“Excuse Me?”: Hells No.

I haven’t said, “Excuse me” in a year.

Actually, I can’t even remember the last time I said it.

People sometimes give me rude looks as I walk though, but I don’t care.

Neil Strauss said, “Don’t apologize for taking up space in the universe.” I took that a little farther: I’m so important, people should move out of my way. When people don’t move, I make them get out of my way—unforgivingly.

My 2007 New Year’s resolution was “be an asshole.” The first thing I did was to stop saying, “excuse me.” I did. Now, I really didn’t do much other asshole behavior, but for me that was something.

I’ve noticed that if people see me coming and I’m 100% confident, they’ll move, they will move out of my way. BUT if I think they might move, they may or may not.

In the Jeffy show, he talks about the marital artists guys who break bricks. He said that only the guys who are 100% confident they will smash through the bricks, break the bricks. If someone is unsure, the uncertainty will permeate through their arm and hand, and they won’t break the bricks. Worse yet, they’ll just end up smashing up their own bones.

Walk up with complete certainty, be sure of yourself, don’t apologize for going their way, believe you are important, and see the people part like the Red Sea.

This even works with huge Hawaiian dudes. Most people will walk around really really big people, but I don’t. Most people will also move to the side when a big guy comes their way—I don’t. When I see a big guy coming my way, I plant, like basketball player, and hold my ground. Nearly every time, the big guy will just walk around me. Sometimes, he’ll even say “excuse me.”

I’ve noticed that if I act important, people will treat me as important. If I act unimportant, people will treat me that way. It’s practically subconscious. My new mentality is “I’m as important as the President,” so people better treat me that way.