After work I went to get some dinner with Doug and Steve. Doug is one of the engineers at Smiley Media, who you will be hearing about soon due to some incredible plans we have set in motion. Steve, as you may remember owns Smiley Media. Jonah joined us later for drinks and fish tacos (for those of us who don't drink) at Saba, a generically trendy bar downtown. The draw was that its windows look down onto Cedar Street, where the Spasmodics were playing. The Spasmodics are a band who probably deserve some description, but I don't care enough to go into it.
When we were at Saba, I saw some incredibly hot girls. I know that may not seem noteworthy to a lot of readers, but I don't see a ton of hot girls on a regular basis for some reason. That should change.
Anyway, we all decided to go back to my place to watch Lost. Steve, Doug, and Jonah took Jonah's car, and I took mine.
As I stopped at a red light, I noticed that a girl in a pickup truck next to me was staring at me. I was on the phone, but she motioned to roll down the window. I didn't really know what to make of it. It seemed like she was going to compliment me on my hat, but was it really necessary to do that from car to car?
I put my friend on hold and rolled down my window.
"Hey! I read your blog!" she said.
Whoa! Someone actually recognized me from my blog. How cool is that?! It's not like I even have a lot of pictures up. I guess it also happened when I went to school, but those were people who had stumbled across the UT Tunnel Story.
The light turned green and she added, "I love your hat!" as I drove off. Hey, my prediction was right.
I really see no alternative to this. In the pickup community I am a celebrity of sorts. Enough that people know who I am, know my story, and are often times very excited to meet me. I've even signed a few books.
Several times I've been stopped and asked for autographs because my style of dress is a bit outlandish (thanks, Mystery!).
Rarely a night would go by going out where some group of girls wouldn't ask to have their picture taken with me.
My little sister tells all of her friends about me and to them I am a celebrity of sorts.
I'm not trying to convince you I'm a celebrity - because I'm clearly far from it, but I have had experiences which give me a feel for being what a celebrity would be like, and I love it.
I was hanging out with one of my very successful friends a couple weeks ago. He told me that I was the first person he'd known who wanted to be famous just for the sake of fame. Not for the money, but just for the experience of being famous. He has no desire to be famous. He asked why I wanted to be famous.
I want to be famous because it's an option. I can't imagine dying without doing everything there is to do (besides drugs and drinking), and being famous is one of those things. What a change in perspective it would be. To go from wanting attention to having too much of it.
People say that fame corrupts and is a big hassle. I don't think it would ever bother me. It opens up doors that may otherwise remain closed. When people in the pickup scene approach me, I don't blow them off. It's not that I really want to answer the same questions I've asked a million times. It's that I can put myself in their shoes. I know that the enjoyment they get from hearing me answer the questions is far greater than inconvenience to me, so I answer them. Sometimes I enjoy the conversations too, of course - but a lot of pick up artists have the knee jerk reaction of blowing off the people who want to talk to them.
Also, I think I'm a great influence. I would love to have a soapbox to stand on and show kids that you can be yourself and be liked by everyone and that you can stay away from drugs and drinking and have fun.
Someday I'll get there. I've got a few ideas.
You work for RSD? What does that have to do with me being the greatest Travel show host in the land?
AHHH...Spasmatics they used to play at the Dragon Fly on Santa Monica Blvd. for a while drawing a pretty big celebrity crowd. I remember back in austin it used to be all about the Scabs...
If I didn't work for RSD, I think you might make a good host for one of my new MTV travel shows
Sorry if you've already explained and i missed it, but what's the deal with not drinking? Are you 100% teetotal? Why? Have you always been?
I'm in the UK and whilst I can appreciate the idea of not needing alcohol as a social prop, nightlife revolves around it!
Eminem: Dont you wanna grow up to be just LIKE ME???!?!?! :) Yeah, you beeing famous rapper would be a great thing for the game to be introduced to the generall public and maybe even be incorporated into the mainstream...imagine how that would affect the number of rapes and murders a? Game rules!
I'm awful at expressing it (an opinion frequently voiced by the ladies who have spent any amount of time in my life), but I'm a very grateful person. I feel like most of my happiness and success comes from my friends, family, acquaintances, and even the random strangers who I meet on the street or who IM me. So now, in the spirit of Thanksgiving, I'm going to thank every single person I can think of. I hesitate to do this because I can be forgetful and I may accidentally leave out someone important. If I have done that, please don't be offended. Let me know and I will add you.
Thank you to...
Adam Hammonds for helping me start my gambling empire and for trying the H Fund (oops...).
A very good guest post by Zac Cohn in response to this week's Get Some Victory newsletter. "Parkour," if you don't know the term, is similar to "free running" - it's very cool and check out a Youtube video if you've never seen it. Also, I got a chance to play the Chess variant with Zac he talks about - it's extremely fun. Here's a very good insight, grateful to Zac for sharing this:
A lot of people have self-inflected self-esteem issues. They don't think they're special, don't think they have a chance to succeed or break out of mediocrity and normalcy. They typically aren't very competitive by nature, but being around or hearing about people who are tends to reinforce their nature.
In my five years of experience with parkour, I've come to realize that I have done things that no other human being in history has done. There was a huge, magnificent tree in the city where I went to college, and there was a very difficult jump from one branch to another. I worked hard and built my skill up to the point where I made that jump, and then a few weeks later the tree was destroyed in a storm. I am the only person to have ever done that jump, and the only person who ever will.
Making that jump was exciting, but when I heard the tree was destroyed it was an earth shattering experience for me. I WAS THE ONLY PERSON TO DO THAT, I WILL ALWAYS BE THE ONLY PERSON TO HAVE DONE THAT.
After this experience, I've looked for other places to apply this idea. The idea that I am the only person to have ever done this. I am the best in the world at that. My friend recently developed a really fun chess variant we call Egyptian Laser Chess (no relation to the recent events in Egypt)- there have been maybe 20 games of it played (ever, by anyone), with maybe half a dozen people. Of those people, I've won a majority of the games - you can also see me as the highest ranked player of Egyptian Laser Chess on the planet.