Colombia 28

I had high hopes for Colombia. I’d heard many a player raving about it as the promised land. “All the girls are so hot!” and “there’s such a disparity between men and women, they love us!”. Many a misty-eyed PUA said to me: “Man…. we would be SO SHINY”. I thought I’d see for myself. Medellin(…)

Reclaiming this blog 12

For a long time I have had absolutely zero urge to blog. Why is this? I used to enjoy it and found it helpful. Now it seems like an unpleasant task which I keep shirking. I don’t like what I’ve slipped into with this blog. It was always a virtually hidden, underground blog which had one(…)

Mehico 19

[Ok, it’s a bit flat, but I’ve finally written a post. Rather than prevaricate futher, I’ll publish it and get the wheels turning.]     Since my last post I’ve been busy. A winter in South America and now back to the UK, ready to start the Euro-jaunt season. Thinner, wiser, browner and more dashingly(…)

Ebook release 9

Finally, I’ve got round to releasing Death By A Thousand Sluts as an ebook. You can buy it here. It’s formatted as PDF, which although being ‘non-flow’ at least preserves the layout with footnotes, pop-out boxes etc. This is how it looks on my Kindle paperwhite:   And this is how it looks on the(…)

Ebook oops 1

Well I obviously haven’t posted in a long time and this one is going to be a great anti-climax. Ok ok I will write a ‘real’ post today or tomorrow and break my posting-fast. In the meantime, I was toying with making my ebook a pdf and accidentally left the project accessible for sale on(…)

The London Experiment: Conclusion

I’m writing this through gritted teeth. I really have no interest at the minute in updating my blog so I’m forcing myself to do it. I’m not saying I’m winding it up, I just mean at present I don’t have much interest, so please excuse me if this filters through into my prose.   I’ve(…)

Game, Set and Match 5

He was the tennis hopeful: the McEnroe/Sampras wunderkind toiling in the background, feted one day to step up to championship success. He was the eccentric, talented kid, toiling the competitive circuit, looking to break into the big time. People took an interest, turning up to the Wimbledon small-courts to watch. They were dilettantes: hoping to(…)

Daygame London 25

London. Daygame capital of the world. What’s it like? What is it like to live the daygame dream? To walk these hallowed streets.. As I’ve been here for the last few months doing just this I thought I’d give a brief overview of my thoughts on the matter. Infinity The great benefit to doing daygame(…)