07/03/20 – A Night of 8s and 9s

On 07/03/20, Chris, Rakesh and I ventured off to Trinity bar after bar hopping around Brady Street for a few hours or so. Needless to say, Brady Street isn’t nearly as fun as Water Street. The vibe isn’t up to par with our energy levels.

Chris and I did a few approaches at both Brady and Water Street, but as always, the good sets occurred at Trinity bar. Overall, only one set was worth recording on my end.

Approach #1: At first, Chris and I had mild AA since we lost momentum searching for a so-called “popular” bar near Brady Street. The bitch was fuckin’ dead as hell. Unfortunately, all three of us had achy-ass feet for bar hopping for so long and we ordered a Lyft to travel to Trinity bar.

Of course, once we arrived, Trinity was packed to the brim with bar patrons. As Chris, Rakesh, and I stepped to the outside smoking area, I spotted a hot, hard HB 8 brunette Italian girl.

I opened her with the Childhood Friend opener and thankfully, she was the friendliest out of her group. Her personality was positive, outgoing, and “helpful”, despite our true intentions. She was from St. Louis, MO and visited Milwaukee for a friend.

Overall, I established premise and vibed well with her. My weakness wasn’t being flirty enough, nor did I evaluate her to my knowledge. But she was opened to being gamed. If I just made the set more Man-to-Woman, I bet shit could have flown off.

Here’s a copy of our audio recording:

07/02/20 – Big Wins

On 07/02/20, Chris, Rakesh and I ventured off to Trinity bar after having a bad day game session without anything worthwhile to write about.

However, our night was amazing.

My biggest strength of that night was establishing a Man-to-Woman premise – not early, mind you – but at least I fuckin’ did it. And it worked so well in my favor.

There’s a scene in Fight Club where Edward Norton’s character’s apartment exploded and has no place to stay. He calls up Brad Pitt’s character because he doesn’t have a place to stay, he talks about the situation with him, they have a bunch of drinks together.

And as it gets to the end of the night, there’s this awkward moment where Edward Norton character is like, “Okay, well… I guess I’m gunna, you know… go call a hotel now.”

And Brad Pitt’s character goes, “What? Really? What do you mean?”

“You know, I, probably need to go to a hotel.”

“Just ask man.”

“Just ask what?”

“Maaaaan, three pitchers of beer and you can’t even ask.”

“Well, is it a problem, if… is it a problem to ask?”

“Yeah sure, no problem, let’s go!”

He was just waiting for him to ask and get to the point.

There was no objection, they’re on the same page, but Edward Norton was being so unassertive, trying to hard to not be socially awkward, that if he would just have asked… it would have been an easy “yes”.

Same principle applies to game. When I hesitate to establish premise and the girl is already into me, I shoot myself in the foot.

… But that night I had the balls to establish premise and I made out with a girl and got a solid phone #.

Let’s get to the approach:

Note: Since I go out so often, my reports will be far more condensed from here on out.

Approach #1: At first, I was incredibly hesitant to approach, since one of the girls behind us had blue hair and looked like your quintessential SJW.

Her friend was cute – a brunette hard HB 6 – but due to red pill beliefs, you better be damn careful hitting on friends of SJWs and their ilk.

Eventually, Rakesh decided to approach despite my prior warnings. Boy, was I wrong. My target and her SJW-looking friend were pretty un-PC and funny as hell.

“Hey, you look like a jungle Asian!” Fuck, that shit was hilarious.

Anyway, the set went well. I ran game on the brunette, while Rakesh distracted the SJW. Fun times for all.

At the end of the night, I made out with my target a few times, before catching her phone number which ended up being solid.

It was strange, though. My target was unusually masculine and aggressive. She preferred if she made out with me and not the other way around. She kissed my neck when we were dancing, and when I tried to reciprocate, she chuckled and said, “Whoa, slow down!”

Confusing, but intriguing at the same time.

Before I conclude this set, I will make two observations:

1.) Rakesh correctly got us on the dance floor in a high note. It proved very effective.

2.) My target was obviously into me. Why didn’t I establish premise earlier?

In any other case, everything was recorded. At least, until I started dancing with my target.

06/27/20 – The 12 Hour Marathon

On 06/27/20, Saturday, Chris and I had a 12 hour game session starting off with a few day game sets in Chicago, IL all the way to a lengthy night game session at Trinity bar. A plethora of observational and educational information will be logged in this report.

Our trip to Chicago was relatively spontaneous. We read data sheets on the open, receptive behavior of Chicago girls and decided to investigate these claims ourselves. Since we are an hour and a half away from Chi-Town, we made the decision to hit up the city in the morning.

Needless to say, the reports were highly accurate.

In a matter of fact, I’d go as far to say that the receptive behavior in Chicago is superior to the girls in Milwaukee. Chicago > Milwaukee any day of the week. Especially for day game.

Once we hit Chicago, we immediately got to work. I’ll be honest, though: I wasn’t able to do many approaches since I wanted Chris to knock out his sets first before I got to mine. When I started approaching, I was physically exhausted (ie. achy feet/legs, literally 10 miles of walking, etc) and my sets were more shotgun in nature.

Our current goal is to hit Chicago at least once a week. It allows our mindset to be on “vacation mode” for a day. No worrying about girls seeing us again, especially with a metro population of 9.5 million people.

After we left Chicago, we initially decided to head home, chill out, and reflect on our game session. But you know what? Fuck that. We still had to hit the night trenches. Like our trip to Chicago, our decision to night game was equally spontaneous.

However, we needed our rest. According to Chris, we traversed 11.5 miles in Chicago, and we took it easy by practicing with “the boys” on a pickup Discord server.

By the time we reached Trinity bar, it was 10:30PM.

At first, we simply walked around Trinity, shooting the shit before Chris popped out his phone and began checking his text messages. He said a childhood friend he knew since 14 wanted to date him. Unfortunately for her, he didn’t feel the same way. She wasn’t as hot as she once was, she had a kid, and the text she sent him literally asked him out on a date. Kinda desperate if you ask me.

Chris’ text reaffirmed an age old red pill truth: Girls don’t know game because they never had to use it.

But…

Something good came out of this.

Reflect on the text message’s contents. Hell, let’s frame the scenario like a Hollywood chick flick: You’ve been best friends with a girl since 14 years old. You’ve all gone through shit together. Shared experiences. Eventually, as time passes on, she gets married and you find a girlfriend.

You break up with your girlfriend.

She divorces her husband.

But… she still remembers you, and possibly out of desperation and/or latent desire, she awkwardly – but sweetly – asks you out on a date.

It’s a Hollywood movie, isn’t it? Girls love that shit. The drama. And what’s better? You fucked her best friend 9 years ago which builds up the drama.

And let me tell you…

It works great as an opinion opener.

As I scrolled through his text messages, I had a lightbulb moment: Why don’t we ask girls what THEY would do in this situation? It’s perfect. A combination of a standard opinion opener mixed with Styles’ Jealous Girlfriend opener.

I’ll be dedicating a separate thread on how to do – as I call it – the Childhood Friend opener. It establishes comfort and high value with ease and should be apart of any pickup artist’s game repertoire.

Anyway, onto the approaches:

Approach #1: Our first attempt at the Childhood Friend opener was on a Latina and Germanic white girl of equal SMV. Soft HB 5s, fat, attractive faces, but nothing we’d dare get caught with in public. It wasn’t an issue for us, though; these girls served as lab rats and not viable targets.

Once Chris opened, the girls ate up the drama with ferocity. At first, they listened close, but once they got the gyst of the message – and Chris dropped more bait (ie. “I fucked her best friend 9 years ago”, “She’s my best friend”, “I broke up with my girlfriend, she got divorced”) – they were enthusiastic to help us with our “predicament”.

We chatted them up for a bit, before I affixed my attention toward the Germanic blonde.

I knew I couldn’t hijack Chris’ (true) story, but I made a bullshit version of the Childhood Friend opener in respect to my past. Here’s the thing though: Most of it was true, with a few “minor” details edited. My target ate it up and started opening her life details to me.

Eventually, Chris and I knew it was time to introduce ourselves since we “felt like we were using them and we didn’t even know their names”, before it became an actual set.

We established comfort and high SMV… but sadly, didn’t establish premise throughout the set.

The girls noticed this and once they got bored of the idle chatter, decided to get drinks.

Approach #2: After leaving the two HB 5s, Chris and I chilled at a bench in a secluded corner of Trinity. We evaluated our prior set and began dissecting the Childhood Friend opener. Our discovery was monumental; but further experimentation was required (viz. gauging a girl’s comfort level so we can switch to a more Man-to-Woman interaction, spiking DHV after the initial opener, etc).

I’d say 20-30 minutes later, I spotted a 3-set lounging at a pillar, idly sipping whatever rail drink they ordered without a dude in sight.

Our targets – a brunette Irish girl (Soft HB 7), her fat friend (Soft HB 5), and a blonde-haired Germanic girl (Hard HB 7) they met two hours prior – were a refreshing boost in quality compared to our first approach.

I believe Chris made a smart move running the Childhood Friend opener on the fat girl.

She was receptive, chatty, and gave blunt advice. Nice approach imo, but the fatty wasn’t our primary target. She served as an excellent stepping stool to the Irish girl and Germanic girl. At first, they weren’t receptive and figured we were hitting on them.

As Chris and I ran our game on the fatty, the Irish girl was the first to open up – and after that, my personal target, the blonde-haired Germanic girl.

Unfortunately, our conversation between the three girls was mostly platonic, buuuuuuut…

While the blonde-haired Germanic girl and fatty fetched drinks after a bit, the Irish girl stayed.

Turns out, she’s engaged. She was receptive and qualified herself to both myself and Chris; a surefire sign our game improved within the past few weeks after diligently applying ourselves.

After a while, she left, but after dissecting our overall game stratagem, we decided we need to practice implementing premise to the Childhood Friend routine.

Approach #3: Chris did a final approach, but I wasn’t involved in it. I simply observed as a curious bystander, before he gave his report of the final set.

06/20/20 – The Green Eyed Monster

On 06/20/20, Saturday, Chris, Rakesh (my Indian wing) and I ventured off to the Harp to prepare for a night-long session of game. The night started off entertaining since we literally had to bribe the bouncer $20 to let Chris in since the club hit 25% capacity.

We spent about 30 minutes at the Harp, but the vibe didn’t sit right with us. It was too crowded. The gender ratio was skewed. Game could be played, but not optimally. So we left to Trinity bar.

Now, we did a fair amount of approaches. We didn’t go crazy like we did yesterday, but we got the job done.

This field report will be dedicated to a single set which reflects my inner game and a reminder I’m not an AFC like I was in the past. I’m not clueless on how women operate. I have had success thanks to the PUA community. And I’m certainly not early-mid 2010s Adam who envied other sexually successful men.

It’s a lesson dealing with envy – or as the literary circles call it, the Green Eyed Monster.

Anyway, onto the set:

Once Chris, Rakesh, and I entered Trinity, we did a few approaches, before deciding to chill at a bench in the smoking area. During this time, we lost Rakesh, so it was Chris and I who gave an overview of our previous sets.

I told Chris I wasn’t feeling “in state”. Due to the socially exhausting game session we had last night (combined with alcohol), I had moderate AA and didn’t feel like talking to anyone.

Just then, a cute Irish girl – let’s call her Cara – and her thick German friend, decided to sit at our bench. She asked for a cigarette, before the German said she’d buy one off of us. I shrugged and said if I took a few hits off her vape pen I’d let her have one.

Of course, she did. I engaged Cara while Chris ran game on the German. My mistake was not establishing premise early on, but rather, talking in-depth on EDM concerts. It was completely platonic, which came back to bite me in the ass as you’re about to see.

While Chris and I ran game, some blonde-haired dude barges into our set. Now, it wasn’t his fault. Turns out Cara and dude knew each other from high school. Unfortunately, it killed our interaction.

The guy began engaging me and I pretended to care whatever the fuck he had to say. Lots of “Blah, blah, blah…” filler talk, to be honest.

After a while, Rakesh found us, but I seriously had to hit the restroom thanks to a few beers I drank beforehand.

Once I returned, the German and blonde-haired dude vanished. According to Rakesh, they ran off to the bar to order a few rounds. Meanwhile, Chris was engaging Cara in a deep conversation. I chilled for a bit, before Rakesh offered to buy her and Chris a drink.

At the bar, Cara introduced ourselves to her friends: Lots of girls, a few dudes, but fate was in our favor.

I chatted up one of Cara’s friends – we’ll call her Lucy – but our conversation was strongly platonic. I mean, I ran game via push-pulls, cold reads, with bits of filler in-between… but Lucy was cold. She was easily distracted and I wasn’t compelling enough to elicit a response beyond “oh hey random friendly guy”.

It sucked, but eh, I understand. Lucy was surrounded by her friends and I didn’t convey a playful personality or sexual vibe. I was all game. I treated her like an object (and not in the good way) or a target to game; not like a human being with a distinct personality and blueprint.

After a while, I lost Lucy and her friends. I was socially exhausted, so I sat down at a bench and lit a cigarette.

Before long, Chris walks outside, looks around, and then runs at me with a big ‘ol grin on his face. I was puzzled, but intrigued at the same time. Our conversation went a little like this:

“Bro, bro, bro!”

“Yo man, how did it go?”

“Fuckin’ crazy man. So we were dancing, right? I don’t know what came over me, but I pulled her in and we started making out! Fuck man, I’m glad I met you and Rakesh! It was an experience, bro!”

“Hell yeah, nice! Alright… now I’m curious, what game did you do on her?”

“That’s the crazy part! Nothing bro! It’s, like, I didn’t do ANY game on her! It felt natural, man.”

(Forgive the excessive exclamation points. We were in a state of excitement.)

I mulled over his words closely. I mean, I was happy for him. Really, I was. Chris and I share similar backgrounds: Lonely AFCs who didn’t know how to attract women -> We discovered the PUA community -> Practiced. Put in the hard work -> Started getting good… before lockdown fucked us over.

But I admit, a slight tinge of envy crept over me. I mean, didn’t I game harder than him? Didn’t I open all the sets? Didn’t I put in the labor required to get good at this? If he didn’t game and got the girl…

Is my game fundamentally flawed?

A cascade of thoughts swept over me for hours on in. My mood considerably dampened. Even as Chris, Rakesh, and I hopped from bar-to-bar, club-to-club, we seldom did any approaches after that.

Chris noticed my silent demeanor. He was skeptical, but didn’t say much. He could see I was visibly deep in thought, almost socially disconnected as I pondered his game stratagem.

If I was AFC Adam from years past, I simply would have wallowed in my self-pity while ignoring Chris or gave him my best shit-eating grin. I had an innate desire to know what he did right and possibly replicate it into my game repertoire if suitable.

I knew I couldn’t disregard my game entirely. Before the lockdown, I managed to secure three notches and seven make-outs with cute girls over the span of 4 months. I was rusty, yes, but even before the lockdown, I lacked a certain human element in my game.

Whatever knowledge he possessed would undoubtedly prove useful in my future PUA endeavors.

As we walked along Water Street’s bar strip, I set down my ego and asked:

“It’s been bugging me, man. So, like, what did you say to Cara? We were both taught pickup techniques, game structures, and concepts. There must have been somethin’.”

He paused, internalized my question, and came to three conclusions:

Lesson #1: Comfort. While insignificant on the surface, both Cara and Chris aren’t drinkers (apparently Cara is, but not a heavy one). According to Chris, both of them are peer pressured by their friends to drink, but both vehemently deny alcohol due to a prior history of alcoholism.

He managed to emotionally connect with her on deeper topics afterward, but the spark ignited by the simple conversation topic of “we don’t drink due to emotional trauma we both endured in the past”.

Lesson #2: Rakesh. Our Indian wing was a major factor in Chris’ success with Cara. He’s an expert in wingmanship, and more than that, he feels deep satisfaction when one of his bros gets the girl. He’s a very tribal in that sense, which serves as a benefit to all of his close friends and himself.

Lesson #3: Luck. This lesson was posted last since it’s inherently out of Chris’ hands. However, if the blonde-haired dude and the German hadn’t left, there’s a possibility he wouldn’t have been able to isolate Cara. A few other factors come into play here, including a shared history of struggling with alcoholism, Cara’s inherent warm personality, etc.

At the end of the night, I internalized these lessons and felt a better man for learning from vicarious experience from a good friend.

I could have chosen the “dark side” and envied him.

I could have pussied out and not ask what he did right.

But overall, I consider this night a win for both Chris, Rakesh, and myself.

Addendum: I need to act more like a person in set. Todd V gives a perfect example on fixing it:

06/19/20 – “Rejection is better than Regret”

On 06/19/20, Friday, my Indian wing and I ventured off to Trinity bar once again to meet up with Chris, a pickup artist I met on Todd V’s Facebook Group. We mulled around for a few minutes, scouting the locale before establishing ourselves near the entrance waiting for Chris.

While chilling at a booth with my wing, I noticed a massively favorable gender ratio within Trinity early on in the night. I swear, there was 3-4 girls for every guy. The phenomenon lasted for roughly 1-2 hours, before hordes of thirsty dudes came piling in. Needless to say, I mentally noted the “prime time” to hit Trinity is 9:00PM – 10:30PM.

The fun really began, however, when Chris came in.

As a preface before getting into the nitty-gritty of this report, I’ve met quite a few pickup artists in Milwaukee via Discord, Telegram, and Todd V’s Facebook Group.

It’s a rarity you find another man who is willing to put in the hustle and work to truly get good at pickup.

We initially planned to do only 5 sets, but at the end of the night, I swear we approached every hot girl in the venue.

Every approach was calculated, observational, and highly educational on improving our game in-field.

Fair warning: Lengthy field + analysis report ahead

“Rejection is better than regret.”

That was our motto for the night.

Chris and I both have prior game experience and knowledge. So we weren’t newbies by any extent of the word. What did fuck us up, however, was the three-month hiatus due to the Coronavirus lockdown.

Now, after last night, I’m going to give an honest assessment of his overall game stratagem.

Chris:

Observations:

  • Mild-Moderate approach anxiety: Throughout our night game session, I did a majority of the approaches. However, by reminding him of the mantra “Rejection is better than regret“, he was able to snap out of his AA and do an approach.

    Of course, if I had AA, he’d remind me that rejection truly is better than regret as well.
  • Spontaneous: A strength of Chris’. When he opens a set, they’re spontaneous with game theory operating from his subconscious. Very effective. Does not come off as try-hard or “gamey”.
  • Hooking: Another strength of Chris’. He is able to hold a conversation with a set longer than I can. However, while the nature of his conversation could possibly be Man-to-Woman, they’re not compelling enough to elicit a phone number at close.
  • Body Language: He naturally gives out a chill, cool vibe. Which is great on sets. Girls feel comfortable conversing with him without alarms or bitch shields firing off.

    The only issue I see here is on the dance floor. He sometimes has a cup in his hand while looking around.

This is just a cursory overview of Chris’ game and certainly not anything definitive. I’d imagine he can fix most – if not all – of these issues the next time he goes out.

Before I get to the approaches, I most certainly cannot list them all. They’re just too numerous and I’ll briefly highlight the most important ones.

Approach #1: Our first approach was a mixed set with one guy and two girls. We opened a guy sporting a shirt labelled “Only Friends”, a parody of Only Fans, and he introduced us to his friends. The conversation went well, Chris and I chatted up the group, but… I fucked up lol.

Turns out, one of the girls was a Mathematician. She states she’s a genius at math.

I forgot the statement, but I believe I did a bit too much push, and not as strong a pull, when I mentioned if she’s like “Good Will Hunting good”.

Needless to say, the set ended shortly after.

Approach #2: After leaving the first set to “find our friend”, we spotted two girls who appeared cute from a side angle. At first, we hesitated to approach, since we choded in the same position for a few seconds or so, before opening the two-set.

Unfortunately, both girls were “thick”, for lack of proper term. Not fat, not skinny, but certainly above average weight-wise.

Chris and I chatted up our targets separately. I’m not sure what he said, but I felt I was too gamey on my target. I threw out push-pulls, did cold reads, did everything except act like a normal dude at a bar. It had an incredibly “this guy is hitting on me” vibe to it. Completely unnatural.

I believe if I acted normally and dropped the game for just a little bit while displaying high value traits, the set would have gone better.

On a good note, my set lasted quite a bit. It wasn’t until my target’s friend appeared at the table that she focused her attention on him.

Chris stayed at the set for a while longer before we regrouped.

Approach #3: My favorite set. Approximately 30 or so minutes after our last major set and after a few shotgun approaches, we ran into this cute soft HB 7 and her friend – also attractive, but a massive cockblock – who we chatted up.

My target was bubbly, positive, and responded positively when I placed a hand around her waist while Chris conversed with my target’s friend.

Overall, it was a good set. While I was a bit gamey, I established a slight Man-to-Woman premise in the form of direct compliments or push-pull lines.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t long before the cockblocking friend pulled her aside and they both ejected out of the set.

Note: I don’t know what it is. Within the past two night gaming sessions I’ve had, alot of my targets are cockblocked by a friend. It’s irritating, but I need to learn how to handle groups or two-sets.

Approach #4: After chilling out for a few minutes, Chris and I decided to open a bachelorette party. It was a group of five girls. Turns out, two of the three were lesbians who were getting married to each other. I didn’t manage to stay in the set for too long, but Chris chatted up the “wife” of the two who sported a skimpier version of a wedding gown.

I’d estimate the set lasted 10 or so minutes before a random girl in the group pulled the “wife” aside, whispered something to her, and they all decided to hit the dance floor.

As they left, Chris told me he overheard one of the girls saying she knew what we were up to. After the red flags raised, they ejected out of the set.

JP Call #7: Notes And Questions

Questions:

  1. What’s a good opener for girls who don’t have anything distinct about them? The reason why I ask is because I’m missing lots of opportunities on opening girls who don’t stand out. For example, a girl wearing a normal t-shirt and shorts.

    I usually do an observational opener on most sets. For example:
    • “You look like the most chill person here right now”, if I see a stationary set sitting down, who looks relaxed and texting on their phone.
    • “That is the most flamboyant shirt/outfit/whatever I’ve seen all day!” if I see a girl wearing something colorful.

Answers:

  1. When it comes to girls who aren’t distinct in ANY venue, you have no choice but to go direct (fuck).

Notes:

06/15/20 – Slowly but Surely…

On Monday, 06/15/20, I ventured off across Downtown Milwaukee, searching for isolated sets and districts where people congregate post-lockdown. While wandering, I managed to approach 5 sets – most lasting under a minute – with one worth recording.

Needless to say, I’m proud of myself. I’ll admit, the set wasn’t optimal. It was my first “decent” day game approach after a three month hiatus. However, I felt I accomplished a small victory by plowing through my comfort zone. Could I have walked back home after 30 minutes of nothing? Yes. Did I? Hell no.

I spent an hour and a half searching for targets and did the 5 sets I promised myself I would.

Let’s get to the approach:

Approach #1: I met my first set after exploring Brady Street. She was isolated, calmly sitting underneath a few trees at a park reading a book. At first, I was hesitant to approach since she looked young. Like, high school young. However, my worries disappeared once she looked up at me.

She was shy, clearly a strong introvert even if I didn’t do the approach, sporting a distinct nose ring.

The set lasted two minutes and I mostly spouted random push-pull lines off the top of my head. As I said, not the best approach, but excellent practice.

In addition to my approach, I discovered a few tidbits which will undoubtedly help me in the near future:

Note #1: It’s a bad idea to game on Adderall. Period. I took my ADHD medications in the morning to prepare for work, but they lasted past my work schedule. As I sarged through Downtown, I felt unusually more anxious than usual and on edge. Not a good frame of mind to have.

Note #2: When all else fails, sarge through Brady Street. It’s packed with people. Cute girls walking their dogs. A fair amount of isolated sets I could capitalize on in the near future.

06/12/20 – Night Game Revisited

On Friday, 06/12/20, I ventured off with my Indian wingman to Trinity Bar on Water Street. It was packed. Like, insanely packed. It was like the lockdown didn’t even exist. Pfft! “25% capacity” my ass. Not that I’m complaining, of course, but it’s certainly going to be my primer night game venue in the foreseeable future.

The vibe was great. Very lively. Crowd demographics between 18-25. Receptive and friendly. Downside is, the gender ratio was skewed toward men. I recall more dudes than chicks. However, with the right mindset and vibe, I believe it’ll be easy to get into social circles within the club.

Interestingly enough, I overheard a conversation in the smoking area between a few guys. The bar next to Trinity known as The Harp has “more chicks than dudes”, which I will most certainly visit in the near future.

Overall, I managed to do two approaches. Yes, given how long my wing and I stayed out that night, it may seem inconsequential. However, it was a great learning experience and massively helped me overcome my night game AA after a three month game hiatus.

Approach #1: When my wing and I first hit Trinity, we decided to scout the venue for good choke point with two criteria: a.) It had to be quiet enough to run game b.) Filled with people, but not overwhelmingly so. Of course, the outside smoking area fit our parameters just fine.

While outside chilling at the bar, we spotted a two-set casually drinking Coors next to us. It was a dude sporting a jacket with “Illinois” emblazoned in the front and two chicks. A slightly chubby white girl (soft HB 6) and her black friend (hard HB 6 – soft HB 7). It was a perfect setup.

I peered over at the dude and opened the set indirectly, “Excuse me, nice jacket, man. You from Chicago?” The guy looked over at me and said he came from the outskirts – more specifically, the suburban area. Personally, I didn’t care, but it gave me an “in”.

During the set, I ran extroverted, “cool guy” game.

I was loud, playful with everyone, and they ate that shit up. We chatted for approximately 5-10 minutes before I introduced my Indian wing. Turns out, he doesn’t specialize in opening strangers, but can act as a perfect distraction against cockblockers.

He isolated the dude, before I began chatting up the black girl. Unfortunately, I didn’t establish premise beyond “there’s this cool guy talking to me”, and I was wary if I began escalating verbally, it’d scare off the cat (and consequently the group), so to speak.

Within 30-40 minutes of opening the set, I could feel my energy begin to wane. My Indian wing began controlling the frame shortly afterward. While I still played the cool dude, the group began focusing his attention on him.

At the end, while I made new friends, I need to remind myself two things:

a.) Don’t burn through all your energy so fast. I believe Todd states it’s better to conserve your energy, because it’s impossible to be consistently high-energy during your set. And once your energy drops, so does everyone’s attraction toward YOU.

b.) Don’t hesitate to escalate. I mean, what did I have to lose? Okay, cool. I made “new friends”. So what? Will I ever see them again? No. So it doesn’t hurt to escalate. Nothing to lose.

I’d estimate the entire first set lasted approximately 2 hours or so.

Approach #2: At the middle-end of the night, I met this isolated white chick texting on her phone. Unfortunately, the music was loud and she could barely hear me. I opened with, “Damn, you’re like the most chill fucking person in the entire club.”

She thought I was an undercover cop lol.

I ejected out of the set.

The end.

06/11/20 – Back in the Game

On Thursday, 06/11/20, I ventured off to game once again after a three month hiatus. I’m rusty, but not nearly as bad as when I first started gaming in Milwaukee in November, 2019.

Initially, I was going to hunt in the night trenches, but opted out for a more audio-friendly day game session instead. Sadly, I wasn’t able to record anything due to a mishap on my end.

Overall, I managed three approaches, and while I didn’t escalate, they were enough to shake off any approach anxiety I had. All sets were located in a nearby park that had quite a few isolated sets. I imagine it’ll be easy to start making it a new hunting ground once I get back into the groove.

Approach #1: My first set was an older woman, estimated age early-mid 40s, who I initially mistook as younger from afar. She was… okay, at least for a starter set and had a dog I used as an opener on her. I wasn’t able to escalate, but I did have a small conversation with her before heading off.

Approach #2: While at the park, I met this cute HB hard 6 with a dog. My conversation was slightly more in-depth. I asked what type of dog she had, and followed up with a friendly opener on her shirt. I glanced at it and said, “Huh. Pretty cool shirt. Are you a Marquette student?”

We had a short conversation. She was bubbly, friendly, and had a good vibe at a cursory glance. Of course, the set ended rather abruptly afterward. Yes, I do admit, I had some AA and easily could have escalated the conversation into something deeper.

But I didn’t.

Approach #3: My final set was when I was heading back home. I ran into a semi-cute hard HB 5. She was ginger, young, and sported a pink skirt and tank top. Probably slutty. Probably should have escalated. I did an observational opener with a grin, “Omg, excuse me, that is the most flamboyant outfit I’ve seen all day.”

She chuckled with me and agreed. We had a small conversation and yes, like my last set, she had a bubbly friendly personality. Did I escalate the conversation? No. Could I have escalated the conversation? Hell yes.

I have a hypothesis: Due to the Coronavirus outbreak, people have been locked-up in-doors for the last three months. The prolonged social isolation has inadvertently caused girls to be more open, friendly, and welcoming to pickup artists cold approaching them on the streets.