I’m sick of the amount of emphasis put on the tiny ass things in game. Little one liners that worked here or there, which way your fauxhawk is pointing or even having a bad night are all completely meaningless. I think people lose focus of the long run of actual self transformation.

Just by Not Being Weird, having girls in your life, doing some appraoching and knowing how to escalate, guys WILL get laid. It’s simple. And you can do it wihtout being a creepy weird pickup guy. As for Not Being Weird, I am still trying to put into words so that weird cunts can stop doing whatever it is they are doing that makes everyone around think they are retarded. All of those things are pretty easy to accomplish given that you aren’t a half wit.

Not being weird – if people scrunch their face up when you do or say something…. stop doing that. It also helps if you have a buddy who can point out stupid shit that you do, so arrange a complete honesty system between you and your wing. That’s one of the greatest things I ever did. (Also, read http://www.esquire.com/features/honesty0707)

Having girls in your life – play in mixed sports, clubs, work, whatever, and get to know people. Those people have friends. Those friends also have friends. Getting introduced is a hell of a lot easier then constantly approaching.

Approach – Ballsing up and saying Hi. Yes, sometimes it is that simple. “Hi I thought you looked cool and wanted to say hi”

Knowing how to escalate – Touch her, but don’t grab her box in the first 5 minutes (unless she’s obviously going to be into it). Once again, just manning up. She rejected your kiss? Meh, keep talking and try again later. Dancing. Grabbing her hand and leading through the club. Learn by fucking it up.

And that’s me done. The small shit doesn’t matter. Just be cool.

The Normanby, now more affectionately referred to as the Whoremanby, witnessed the two of us with stars in our eyes, eager as we would ever be, gallavant around the place talking to strangers, running trains, collecting numbers and overgaming causing female brain-fry. The common mindset throughout the night was “Holy fuck, THIS SHIT IS WORKING!!!”. Suddenly a whole new world had opened up, and for me the last 9 or so months spent doing jack shit and worrying about girls seemed so retarded. The high generated on that night ran for an entire week.

One week later, in which we had more adventures then our 6 months previous, we meet Tone. The Briscrew had begun to form. That same weekend, we dedicate to a 30-day challenge. For me this also included replacing 5 nights a week on the booze to a few glasses of water a night.

Those 30 days were the wildest mix of ecstasy, pain, fun, extreme tiredness and ego destruction that I have and will probably ever experience in a similar time period. All the while trying to balance my 8-5 Engineering job. Less than 5 hours sleep a night.

In the next thirty days, we well overuse the cyclone, discover the lime squeeze, become approach machines and meet Storm~ who gets his first club makeout. I start an awesome open relationship with an amazing girl who has since become my “one who got away”. We make idiots of ourselves in countless public places in the name of indifference. The Briscrew is extended to include Shift, Red Leader and J-Rad. We experiment with nights of extreme high energy chaos, and nights of low energy chilling. Kim almost gets punched and I have a run in with my girl’s psycho stalker ex-boyfriend. I get my first sub 30 minute pull. We travel 1000 kilometers to see Jeffy in Sydney, have our heads blown off by Cieran’s intro speech, and meet up with a ton of the Aussie RSD presence. I snake an ex-stripper waitress out from under literally about one hundred guys hitting on her at an engineering convention. And most of all we had our realities ripped to fucking shreds.

That first month outdid everything I had done in the 21 years prior.

The next month is Mission Fearless Warrior. Fear becomes our compass. If it scares you, it gets done. Period. Mega sets? Done. Mixed sets with angry guys? Done. You get the drift. We round out the month in bootcamp style. Kimball in Sydney with Ozzie one week, and me on the Gold Coast with Alex and Saad the next. Yet another 30 days of bullshit high levels of improvement and mind fuckery.

They often say that after bootcamp, a lot of guys experience a massive slump as you rearrange your identity and start coming at this from a different place. You can throw me into that pile.

This manifested as three months of drought. Ya, some guy who’s supposedly ‘good with girls’ can’t get a shag to save his life. It got to the point where I just surrendered to not getting laid. Intent therefore suffered, and I ended up in a shithouse downward spiral. I still went out, good (fun) nights were still had and life went on, I just wasn’t doing very well with the girls. All the while, Kimball WAS.

Comparison with other guys is something that will royally fuck your shit up. I learned this big time. I’d be lying to say I wasn’t jealous as FUCK, and mega pissed at my situation. Oddly enough, as soon as I simply recognised that this comparison was the source of my worries, after a bit of analysis and re-framing, I was back to feeling awesome again.

The downturn is understandable though. Bootcamp teaches you to operate from a completely different place then what I was beforehand. You start out pushing buttons to get silly reactions that pump your state, and afterwards you are struggling to come to terms with “you are enough”. Once again, it’s persistence and determination that seperates winners and losers. I digress.

Anyway, no fucking way was I giving up.

A 30 day numbers ban was launched, as I was always the guy who took digits, dated and went the slow way about getting laid. This would also get girls into a cherish/girlfriend frame, which fucked me on MANY occasions.

So, I was going on 3 months no sex, sad as fuck, confused as hell, zero intent. On returning from a no-girls snowboarding holiday with some time for head clearing, within a few weeks I’ve got more girls then I know what to do with. You just don’t appreciate times like these without having gone through the bad. “Without the bitter baby, the sweet aint as sweet”

Next the internationals start rolling over and joining the crew, albeit temporarily. Herman and caveman86, you fuckers rock.

Then came Jimmy’s Eurotour of Desire. If you’re thinking of travelling, just do it. And not some piss ass one or two week thing, I’m talking pulling yourself out of your normal life for at least a couple of months. Fuck your shit up. Anyone that knew me well before and after my two months in Euroland will attest to how much I changed. Night and fucking day. Realising your insignificance and how much awesome shit there is to do out there without getting laid, girls aren’t so important anymore

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Having an awesome wing really shines out in the low times. Hour long chats on the phone at 2am discussing the random adventures, mischief or destruction of the night. Up to two hour debriefs going over everything from life to fucked up mind patterns to girls. It’s invaluable to have honest, unfront feedback from someone who seems everything you do in social interactions. Figuring out each other sticking points is the second best thing about having a good wing. No doubt I would not be where I am having not met KB. Fuck, I’d probably have less then 50 lifetime approaches.

On the flip side, there’s still shit bits. Accidental, subtle out-alphaing in set and messing with each others states through subconscious comparison with each other. If one guy is having an epic night while the other is throwing a sad, the gap can oftentimes be amplified. But I think that shit helps with learning the way your mind operates and in turn fixing it.

It’s also good to have a couple of perspectives on things. Everything new we learned we would try to implement at the same time, coming from two different angles ie. Kim being naturally more dominant versus myself as the fun cool guy. It shows you anything can work. The super physically phase after bootcamp had bitches getting thrown around left and right for a few months before we toned it town a bit. There was the ridiculous opener phase, the obnoxious cunt phase and the ‘total belief’ phase where we would skip lines and get into venues by walking straight past bouncers.

Then there’s the stories.

Making out with the same girls without realising it, destorying entire sections of clubs, my hooking up with an engaged deaconess, Kim developing a knack for sex in public areas, finding out a girl was 16 after a box rub makeout session, drunken afterparties with Alex~, failed double pulls, our first double pull featuring Pyro cherry ripe, Amogging by hitting the bloke with your dick, Kim copping BJ’s in clubs, pulling promo girls, major league dance team girls, it goes on and on. Coming from two different places, our adventures were usually so different. While Kimball was railing girls in alleyways, I’d be dating two or three girls.

A year on, we both destroyed our original goals of 12 girls in 12 months, have had the biggest fucking rollercoaster of highs and lows, pissed off a lot of people but made some awesome mates, and completly evolved as people.

These days, I’ve got myself a girlfriend and am putting a shitload more focus into making life head the way I want it. Getting SAF (sexy as fuck), taking up new hobbies, working in areas that I like and planning my move to Canada for a year. As for Kim you’d have to ask, I don’t think he’s knows what he’s doing. Hopefully he ends up in Canada too though.

So that’s my last year in the game. Morals of the story: it’s possible, get a wing and get motivated. Chances are you are completely underestimating the amount of shit you are capable of, cause I sure as fuck did, and still do to a lesser extent.

There really is no excuses.

To the South East Queensland crew

Manndingo, Kimball, shift, Red Leader, Matt_, J-Rad, SeanT, Syncoast, Achilles, Storm~, Juba, caveman86 and Herman

Love you cunts.

Mehow here.

I just wrapped up the first heavily 10SSA based GTG boot camp in Orlando and the feedback and infield results were pretty astonishing.

The biggest single thing I discovered from lecturing the 10SSA methods was that by explaining the system live – guys were able to gain a significantly deeper understanding of these new methods.

I received feedback like, “I got it after reading the book but now, after you explained it, I get it at a much deeper level and feel I can immediately apply it.”

In the live format, I also taught a ton of new 10SSA sound bites and it was probably the single most entertaining day of lecture I’ve ever done.  And, guys there – were falling out of their chairs.

Then there was the Infield demonstration portion of the boot camp:

During the first 30 minutes, I had to literally shove 3 sets off me because they wouldn’t let me go and continued to chase me around the venue. And, there was a 3 minute make-out.

It was crazy… and extremely exciting.

As the students put it, “My mind is getting blown.  This is insane.”

After doing the lecture, it occurred to me that I had to add this style of lecture to the 10SSA “Superconference”, which is on March 7th.

After all, this type of lecture really flipped guy’s reality, even the guys that already read the book.

So I made the decision to expand the 10SSA “Superconference” to all existing 10SSA customers to TWO DAYS.

You see, with me talking for 8 hours and the insane lineup of guest speakers (more announcements on that coming soon) we’ll need two days to get through everything.

I will personally lecture on the entire system in a live format, show video of it in field (this is going to be the sickest infield footage ever recorded anywhere, period) and then have the best gurus in the world all add value.

To top it all off we will be taking your questions and throw in other surprises.  This means the 10SSA “Superconference” will now be 8 DVDs instead of 4.

Keep in mind, the 10SSA system – was supposed to be just a manual, and CD set.

I added the Live, “Superconference” workshop at the last minute.

Since then, we had to change the venue to one that would accommodate twice as many attendees – and now… I’m doubling the “Superconference” from one day to two full days!

And, that’s not to mention the DVD production… which just went from a 4 DVD bonus to a total of 8 DVDs.

Needlessly to say… my bookkeeper is flipping out.

I believe she considers me either insane, or the worst business person she’s ever dealt with.

She’s telling me that from an accounting point of view… I’m practically paying guys to get my new 10SSA system – and to attend the “Superconference.”

Maybe she’s right – but I can’t only go halfway on this thing.

And, I can’t go back and raise the price for all the guys who already committed.

So here’s the bottom line:

Those of you that are already 10SSA customers… make plans to stay in Vegas, March 7th and 8th.

Just consider this as the unique benefit for gain, by dealing with me – a guy who may have a chronic “over delivery” problem.

Also at last weekend’s seminar, guys were asking me how I arrived at this system.

Well, one method was analyzing the infield transcripts of guys that I knew were amazing at mid-game.

I’m going to reveal how I did this, by showing you one of my personal analyses of Hypnotica’s game below.

This particular analysis (amongst many) really opened the door for me to the truth about mid game.

Read the below transcript and then my notes on it at the end.

If you have the 10SSA system already you will understand what the (A), (C), (S), (E), (d) labels mean (consider the Hypnotica transcript a free bonus J).

If you don’t, you’ll have to wait until you do to get the full benefit of this transcript analysis.

Hypnotica: Either or, or bring it over here. I’m loosening these girls up. This is my friend, right? This says she’s not having a good time. She’s about to have a good time.

And this is we’re going to call you something else. How about we call you… Dirty.

You’re going to be Dirty tonight! (S)

HBDarkHair: I’m going to have to think about that… I’m a nice girl…

Hypnotica: Nothing wrong with being Dirty… (S)

HBDarkHair: Dirty in a good way?

Hypnotica: What does Dirty in a good way, mean to you? (S+D)

HBDarkHair: When I’m drunk… I can’t explain it – you’ll have to see…

Hypnotica: When you’re drunk? What does that mean? (d)

HBDarkHair: Like I said, I can’t explain it. You’ll have to see…

Hypnotica: I have to see what it means? So if I get you drunk, I’m going to see what Dirty means? (A)

HBLightHair:

4:13

HBDarkHair: Smashed…

Hypnotica: Alright, you don’t mind if I end up kicking you out of here? Did you guys come together? (E+D)

HBLightHair: Yea, we did…

Hypnotica: Well, you’re going to be leaving by yourself tonight. (E+D)

HBLightHair: No, we always leave together!

Hypnotica: Tell her, Dirty… (A+D)

HBDarkHair: Well, you can give me your number…

Hypnotica: I can give you my number? It’s not going to work that way… You’re going to—(D)

HBDarkHair: Why is it so hard?

Hypnotica: Why am I so what? (S)

HBDarkHair: Hard…

Hypnotica: I’m not hard. I’m just being direct… (S)

HBLightHair: How about, we rode together, how about and I’m driving. I’ll take her, later. Wherever, you guys can exchange numbers and you guys can meet up later. If she likes you…

Hypnotica: Oh she’ll like me. I don’t know if you like me— (A)

HBLightHair: Maybe you should

Hypnotica: Nod your head. Just nod your head, you will like it. Your friend is going to like it. I don’t know about you, you look like you have a boyfriend. Do you have a boyfriend? (E+D)

HBLightHair: Why?

Hypnotica: Do you have a boyfriend? (d)

HBLightHair: Why?

Hypnotica: Because you look like you have a boyfriend. (A)

HBLightHair: Why?

Hypnotica: I can tell… (A)

HBLightHair: I plead the fifth…

Hypnotica: You plead the fifth… But you don’t. Do you? (A+D)

HBDarkHair: No…

Hypnotica: You sure you don’t? (D)

HBDarkHair: I mean, I talk to whoever I want to talk to. But I’m not in a committed relationship.

Hypnotica: But you’re in something… I can tell. You’re in something. (C)

HBDarkHair: Yea, something…

Hypnotica: What does that mean? (d)

HBDarkHair: Something, like—

Hypnotica: Do I have to worry about some dude freaking out and being like, “Dude, that’s my chick!” (A+D)

HBDarkHair: No… Well, kind of, because my pussy is really good. So if I fucked him… then he might have to…

Hypnotica: Is that what he says, or is that what you say? (E+D)

HBDarkHair: Both… I know because it’s been told. And the reaction. Why are we talking about this right now?

Hypnotica: Because you’re saying that you have a good pussy and I’m saying you’re kind of jumping to the conclusion here… I know. I’m sending you, if you can leave now and leave your friend. (E)

HBLightHair: I’m not a good friend if I leave her…

Hypnotica: You’ll be a good friend if she enjoys her experience and says pick me up tomorrow, from Las Vegas we got married! (A)

HBLightHair: You’re crazy!

Hypnotica: You want to wait for your drinks? (d)

HBDarkHair: Yes!

Hypnotica: Hold on to the back of her, I’ll hold on to the front of her, like this because you got a boyfriend, right? (A)

HBLightHair: Why, you don’t like two girls?

Hypnotica: I like two girls, but I actually prefer one. (C)

HBDarkHair: Really?

HBLightHair: Wow!

HBDarkHair: I’ve never heard that!

Hypnotica: Really? (C)

HBDarkHair: We like to do things together, but that’s a first…

Hypnotica: Well, sorry! I’m a little different. I like to focus my attention on someone… (C)

HBLightHair: On what?

Hypnotica: I like to give all of my attention to one person. I’m not saying I’m single and you’re the only person to me… (C)

HBLightHair: What?

Hypnotica: I said— (A)

HBLightHair: I heard it, I heard it…

Hypnotica: Well, actually it didn’t really make sense to me. So what did you hear? What did you hear? (C+D)

HBLightHair: Are you trying to tell me you’re not a one-woman man?

Hypnotica: Actually I’m not. Actually, I’m not. I prefer one on one, but I’m not a one-person-woman man. Is that what you call it? I’m not a one guy kind of girl, something like that. That makes sense? (C+D)

HBLightHair: A one-woman man!

Hypnotica: I’m not – I like to keep things open. But I also like close things. Tell your friend, to go get us some gum. (S+D)

HBLightHair: I have some, but you can’t have!

Hypnotica: Well get some for your friend! What kind of gum is this? (d)

HBDarkHair: Ahh!!

Hypnotica: I need a fresh piece. (d)

HBDarkHair: I haven’t drank anything all night, I brush my teeth every day, three times a day.

Hypnotica: You brush your teeth three times a day? (d)

HBDarkHair: A night? A day…

Hypnotica: Alright. You have confidence in that? You have confidence in that? Hold on, we’ll check it… (A+D)

How this new style of mid game works is pretty in depth (yet paranormally simple once you “get it”) so I can’t explain it all here.  But note the following

Hypnotica never talks for more than 10 seconds.
Everything he says causes an emotional reaction in the women.
There is a constant interaction.
A traditional DHV is nowhere to be found.

Think about it, AND what this means for the future of your game… and then, how it changes what you have been doing.

-Mehow

PS
Because I know some people are going to ask…

“YES!”

This set resulted in a full close.  Incidentally, so did the one from my last blog – where the girl and I are talking about getting married in Vegas.  As did a ton of other sets.

PPS
“YES!”
This works for guys like me… as it will for you.

In fact, although my version of this new structure is more involved, I sound just like Hypnotica in portions of my pickup… only even more extreme.

For example, at last weekend’s boot camp, I used the following on every set:

Her:

Me: “You have no idea what you just started… I’m going to beat you about the head with my cock.” (Credit MCIP Instructor Dido)

Her:

Me: “No really … it’s unfortunate you are a foot shorter than me cause it will reach that high.”

Her:

Her: “What are doing after?”

Now, I have miles of material just like – that I can’t wait to share with you at the 10SSA “Superconference.”

And the reason is simple:  Two to four hour lays are normal with this system.

See you in Vegas!

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