You’re at a club and get eyed by an average girl. If you game her you are guaranteed some action for very little work. It’s obvious she wants it. She will show interest and make it easy for you. She won’t try to play jealousy games and won’t expect you to buy her the bar. But she’s average. Should I let her have my primetime weekend night or pass to do cold approaches on the hottest girls here? It’s like investing: one vehicle is an online savings account with a guaranteed 4.5% interest rate that beats inflation and the other is the risky start-up stock that can either bust your wallet or pay off those student loans. Do you go for the guaranteed lay or roll the dice with a girl that is better?

I say do both. You need to fail with the hot club sluts to innovate your game (especially early game), but you also need the freebies to solidify your closing game and give you confidence boosters. As long as you don’t get complacent with freebies that could cause your game to go stale, it’s important to go for both types of girls to make your game well-rounded from start to finish. Strengthen the foundation with the freebies, but grow with brain-dead hotties.

You’re at the club talking to some broad. She seems a little stiff but that’s no problem because you have a sharp sense of humor. Unfortunately, she takes your anal sex joke the wrong way. She asks you to apologize and you refuse. Next thing you know, the bouncer is dragging you out of the club. And you weren’t even hitting on her.

Once a girl points you out to a bouncer, you are out. This happened to a friend of mine two weeks ago after some girl made up a story that involved a roofie. The artificial environment of a club is unique in that the natural distribution of gender power is disrupted. Meathead bouncers will always take a girl’s word over a man’s. Some girls realize this and use it to their advantage, forcing many players to tone their game down. But I don’t want to bastardize my game simply because girls are overly sensitive.

I rather hit the streets.

Street game is one of the purest forms of game because it involves moving targets. You have to hit a girl with the tightest of the tight to get her to stop walking to her predetermined destination. It takes a lot of practice to find what works and what doesn’t, but it’s worth it when you can get closes without having to physically go inside buildings. While street game offers me this challenge, among others benefits, the main reason I do it is simple: I can say whatever the fuck I want. It may be crude or offensive, but I don’t care because my buddy is over there dying of laughter and we’re all having a good time.

Most girls are cool when you bust out with the raw material. They’ll laugh and you will have a little conversation that may or may not lead to more. But girls who take themselves too seriously tend to get really pissed. These are the girls who used to make a scene in a club, snapping their fingers in your face. But now we’re outside. The gender power distribution is back to what it should be. I’m the bear with the big claws so either she laughs at my joke or hops away. I will not hesitate to defend myself against a violent woman. If someone is getting dropped I know it won’t be me.

You may get to the point where the street game before or after visiting the main event is the highlight of your night. The street is not an artificial environment that you have to adjust to. It’s real. You can hit the extremes and test the limits of your game, taking note on emotional reactions of women when you say things they’ve never heard before. You can be more creative. Do that for a while and you feel almost handcuffed once you are in a club, a place that is designed to bitch men into supplicating to women. “Can I buy you a drink?”

Fly (1802 Jefferson Place NW) is a new bar/lounge that opened up where Red used to be. I was excited to check it out even though I heard they have a door policy that is snobby and Chloe-like. There just aren’t many creative venues in DC, so maybe this airplane-themed bar could become my new hang-out spot.

My friend and I get there around 11:15 on a Friday night, later than we wanted, but luckily there wasn’t a single person waiting in line. There were three bouncers and they ignored us for a good minute until they realized we weren’t walking away. Getting in was pretty difficult: they gave us a hard time about why we should be allowed to go inside. “Tonight is really tight.” Finally I made some progress and they let me through the rope, but held back my friend. I looked at the host like he’s on crack and he said, “Oh well you didn’t say anything about a guest.” :huh:

After the door people did everything they could to make us feel like scum, we finally get inside. I figure this place must be packed if they are being dicks at the door. I was wrong. The place was mostly dead.

The interior design was nice, but the highlight of Fly is the flight attendant outfits the female bartenders were wearing. They were original and got me slightly aroused. Other than that, the music was typical of other venues and the people were your late 20-something yuppie posers who love their expensive vodkas diluted with sugar.

I can’t in good conscious give my money to a place that does not welcome me with open arms. We left after 10 minutes and I made a comment to a bouncer about how “tight” the night is with it being so empty inside. Their talking point: “All our tables are booked tonight so we need to make sure everyone is comfortable.” Sure. There was so much space inside people could bring fitness mats and do aerobic exercises.

I don’t see a good reason to go to Fly when there are superior venues within walking distance. Dragonfly has better music and a relaxed door policy. Science Club has less pretentious people and more space. There aren’t enough self-important Middle Eastern guys in DC to keep Fly’s table-service business model from crashing.

I’m going to Ocean City soon and I need a boombox to rock on the beach. I’ve checked with three pawn shops but they don’t have what I want (I don’t want to deal with ebay). Does anyone live in the DC area and have an old, ugly boombox I can borrow? I can come pick it up.

I want something similar to this:

Not this:

I finally got around to upgrading WordPress from 1.5 to 2.03. Drop me a comment if you notice something that doesn’t work. The new version uses a built-in caching feature so the site should load faster for you.

Other changes:

1. Comments. You will notice the comments look a little different. I added a “time since” stamp which links to the permalink of that comment.
2. Email post feature. There is a link at the bottom of each post that allows you to email it to a friend.
3. More robust anti-spam feature. Akismet caught 280 spam comments in its first 20 hours of use… on Sunday.
4. Paged navigation. Located at the end of the main page and on archive pages.
5. Category drop-down menu. Browse posts by category with the drop-down menu located above the search function at the bottom of most pages.

Postscript: Sometimes certain pages don’t load correctly unless you hit reload. I will have to disable one feature at a time until I figure out what is causing it.

Postscript 2: Everything seems to work fine.

• World Championship of Illegal Pencil Fighting movie short, possibly directed by Guy Ritchie.
• Someone sent in the longest FDDC question ever. We answered it.
• Flip flops could be damaging your career.
• Ugly girls are useless.