<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:53:32.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Salem's Blot</title><subtitle type='html'>Pickup, Life, Sarging, and generally causing Trouble!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-4665473049698508445</id><published>2008-03-10T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T09:48:22.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superconference Insanity...</title><content type='html'>Ok, OK, Ok...I have been way late on posting my thoughts on the superconference...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, if you were not there you missed something epic... It was wild...Better luck next time, and GO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, having ALL the guys in one place was awesome for students...And yes, we had some fun as well...Shocker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my top highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bottle Service both nights at the Palms&lt;br /&gt;-One of the hottest former American Idol contestants was at the club, and her sister was gaming the shit out of me... By the way I'm huge on the this psychology discussion right now that I inject during my sets...and stacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Stack I'm currently using (read: abusing)..."28,000 Days", Drill Down to "Health, Wealth, Relationships," Drill down to: "Relationships = Passion, Intimacy, Committment... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not familiar with these routines buy the f*cking book already...Great stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other items to note:&lt;br /&gt;-Fader was so completely wasted one night I had to carry him home from a club...He has no recollection which is even better..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how familiar you all are with Vegas but they'll pretty much serve anyone... Anyhow once I brought Fader home, he decides that "WE MUST HAVE ONE MORE"... That was the first time I had seen a Vegas bartender refuse us service for excessive alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cajun in a venue...It just needs to be seen...The Jaggering that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm teaching a bootcamp in DC with the Don at the end of April...Hope to see you all there... We're going to tear it up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-4665473049698508445?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/4665473049698508445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=4665473049698508445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/4665473049698508445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/4665473049698508445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2008/03/superconference-insanity.html' title='Superconference Insanity...'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1408963072675229430</id><published>2008-01-26T09:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T10:08:13.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winging with Women....or HOW TO GET GOOD QUICKLY</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we were at this club called Rouge...We tend to go there pretty often, anyhow I opened up this 2 set of insanely tall hot blond chicks.  The only difference with this set though was that I opened it with this girl i've been dating.  I pitched it to her like it was going to fun for us, and see what happens.  She was into it so....game on!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow if you have never tried this you need to get out there and do it.  I would even go as far as saying that its almost hard to fuck up sets when you have a girl with you.  Its just wild... For guys starting out i would highly recommend this.  Your margin for error can be super high and you're unlikely to get blown out for something stupid.   Basically what I'm saying is that you can use this to build up your calibration and get really GET GOOD QUICKLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenmagnet and The Don talk alot about this at Bootcamps, and this post is really just the tip of the iceberg.   Obviously being out there with women, and using women to help you pick up other women just affirms your social proof in a bar/club setting.  The message you're sending is that you're so cool, and you have so many women around you already, that you can just be out having fun and more women just come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow I'm hungover, so all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1408963072675229430?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1408963072675229430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1408963072675229430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1408963072675229430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1408963072675229430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2008/01/winging-with-womenor-how-to-get-good.html' title='Winging with Women....or HOW TO GET GOOD QUICKLY'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1460749225729476258</id><published>2008-01-09T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T18:14:17.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Vegas</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I just got back from Vegas (well at least New Years there)...All I can say is that I am once again amazed by the power of that city.  And more importantly for this audience how FUCKING EASY it is to pick up there.    The girls are so friendly, and shut their minds off (and recollections of their boyfriends)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is played there in such a way that just being friendly and having a solid comprehension of social dynamics will get you laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I got kicked out of a bar called "The Last Resort" this place makes hooters look classy...  I had befriended some soccer hooligans and a former playboy centerfold and we got bounced.  The best part about it was that the girl i was with was so trashed that upon getting thrown out she had no idea why...awesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I literally don't remember checking in at the airport to leave, in fact I woke up mid-flight and could not recollect if i had taken my bags from the hotel or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Open tap policy EVERYWHERE was abused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-New Years in Vegas...nuff said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note we're doing a superconference there which I am REALLY excited about it...  Its going to rock..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1460749225729476258?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1460749225729476258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1460749225729476258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1460749225729476258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1460749225729476258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2008/01/back-from-vegas.html' title='Back from Vegas'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-2397159373395727174</id><published>2007-11-14T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:22:29.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DC Bootcam</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the DC Bootcamp was awesome.  The sets flew open, and we had a blast.  The students were cool as well.  I was really happy with the progress.  Every time I do one of those it gives me a great feeling.  I feel like we're really helping people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, whoever says DC does not have not hot women is cracked out.  you just don't know where to look.  There are a bunch there and they are begging to talk to interesting guys.  The problem there is the majority of guys are from the Chode squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also the first time I met The Don.  We drank way too much, but it was AWESOME.  That guy can party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing.  I am currently pissed at my girlfriend.  She wanted to do work some LA TradeShow thing and I was not having it.  That being said I do feel a bit hypocritical since I spend one weekend a month teaching guys how to pickup...Weird...We'll see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-2397159373395727174?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/2397159373395727174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=2397159373395727174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2397159373395727174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2397159373395727174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/11/dc-bootcam.html' title='DC Bootcam'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1396354517961986393</id><published>2007-07-02T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T15:06:37.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Victim of your own creation...</title><content type='html'>So this is interesting...I've found since I have gotten into this that I tend to be asked for advice and even give it out at random times...  Whether it was last week with Ken, or Friday night with JK it seems like this is something which keeps happening...Not that I mind so much, its cool to be able to help people with their dating life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Tremblant on Saturday night and found myself giving advice to the friend of a girl I was up there with...  Just bizarre...I also found myself picking up chicks in front of the girl I was there with just for some demos and to show what I could do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pretty amusing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1396354517961986393?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1396354517961986393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1396354517961986393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1396354517961986393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1396354517961986393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/07/victim-of-your-own-creation.html' title='Victim of your own creation...'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-7649561862164915814</id><published>2007-06-28T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T18:44:01.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Bootcamp done, and gaming with girl's friends...</title><content type='html'>Ok last weekend was another great bootcamp in Montreal... We had some great guys and they learned alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rather then repost the details of the bootcamp I'll post something I learned that was way more interesting...  Tenmagnet and I were talking with the students about how to handle girl's friends...  The discussion was around should you hang out with a girl's friends...  In the past I had been totally cool with this, and these situations are really easy for me as I can quickly be the most outgoing person in the group, and be Alpha...  However, I also realized from this discussion that doing this makes me "qualify" to her...  The tighter game would be to show up, work the crowd and then leave.  This makes you way more high value as scarcity principle applies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interestingly enough I had dinner last night with a good friend of mine named Ken.  He's been dating a super hot model but has been spending all his time with her friends, also super hot...  Through the conversation I realized that the  fucked up thing is that he was generating his value through her friends... THIS IS THE WORST FRAME POSSIBLE....  Why???  Becuase it puts her in control and makes you less Alpha...   I explained this concept to him, I think his relationship will now get better and he'll be able reassert control...  He'll resume hanging out with his friends and not be dependent on her for value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about the game is that there is always more to learn....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-7649561862164915814?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/7649561862164915814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=7649561862164915814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/7649561862164915814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/7649561862164915814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/06/another-bootcamp-done-and-gaming-with.html' title='Another Bootcamp done, and gaming with girl&apos;s friends...'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-2005635252756518679</id><published>2007-06-11T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T21:00:33.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>F1 In Montreal</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok F1 in Montreal needs to be seen to be believed... They close down both St. Laurent and Crescent street for the better good of GETTING FUCKING WASTED....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're at BSIDE on Friday night and then HB Trainer walks into the bar next to us, Lodge Tavern... I am standing outside and at the "I'm invincible" stage from generating mad attraction and tight inner game at th bar...  Anyhow I bust in, the shots start flying, and she left the next day at 3pm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's offically been updated to the #1 spot in the rotation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole thing has made me reflect on HOW IMPORTANT it is to constantly be friendly and social... I would never have gotten to where I am had it not be for TMM....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-2005635252756518679?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/2005635252756518679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=2005635252756518679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2005635252756518679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2005635252756518679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/06/f1-in-montreal.html' title='F1 In Montreal'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-8288989872566555324</id><published>2007-06-03T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T00:36:36.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes I'M FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW...AND ITS FUNNY</title><content type='html'>Hi all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok tonight we were rockstars...We literally had one of those nights where we ran the club...We had girls all over us...I even pulled somthing I have not done in a long time... I had this girl I had been gaming/dating and another girl competing for me... It was pretty fucking awesome switching between the two of them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyow I need to go to work tommorrow...That will suck...until then....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-8288989872566555324?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/8288989872566555324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=8288989872566555324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8288989872566555324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8288989872566555324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/06/yes-im-fucked-up-right-nowand-its-funny.html' title='Yes I&apos;M FUCKED UP RIGHT NOW...AND ITS FUNNY'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1638056242515709102</id><published>2007-05-27T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T15:50:43.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Mistakes and Power</title><content type='html'>Ok, this past weekend a friend from childhood HB-Lawyer came to visit and we had an awesome time...She was totally hot, and things were going great until I made the CLASSIC mistake.  I told her a bit about the community.  There I said it and I fucked up...  We were all at a club drinking and having fun and then she bailed...SO PISSED!  At least I think thats why she bailed...to be continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note I did not realize how far I had come in all this until I did a demo set for friend of mine who is a total AFC and just started reading the Game.  Its funny, when you do this stuff people almost look at you like you have "mystical" powers or crap like that... Its pretty funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to be posted when I figure out HB-Lawyer and if it really was the community that killed that one...;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1638056242515709102?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1638056242515709102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1638056242515709102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1638056242515709102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1638056242515709102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/05/classic-mistakes-and-power.html' title='Classic Mistakes and Power'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-563149538634683615</id><published>2007-05-21T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T19:59:39.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>There is just something about nights when sets fly open.  On Friday night I was at this place called 701 with one of my buddies Joey K.  So we're there and the game is on, the sets are flying open...My new thing is merging sets whenever possible.  I think when you do this it demonstrates insanely high social value, and even makes the girls want you more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey is a bit of an AFC, but very cool at the same time.  He just has insane AA.   Once I did a few demo sets for him I think it got his confidence up... That being said the guy needs a bootcamp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, HB Italian got back from her Miami trip...  She's leaving for Barbados in a month...  Still figuring out how this one will play out...  We'll see... :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, final random thought...  Why is it that people who work out all the time have insane AA... I work with guys who can bench press elephants but can't open girls...bizarre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-563149538634683615?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/563149538634683615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=563149538634683615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/563149538634683615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/563149538634683615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/05/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1328832350618867736</id><published>2007-05-17T21:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T21:50:26.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bootcamp 2 Completed</title><content type='html'>Ok, I just did another Bootcamp in Chicago... Awesome experience, and I really feel we helped some guys out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlights of the weekend:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We met up with married friend who "pulled"&lt;br /&gt;2) We did day drinking in Chicago&lt;br /&gt;3) I was still drunk on Sunday when I left&lt;br /&gt;4) I met some cool people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely up for one more before the game ships... We'll see how it goes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1328832350618867736?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1328832350618867736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1328832350618867736' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1328832350618867736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1328832350618867736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/05/bootcamp-2-completed.html' title='Bootcamp 2 Completed'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-2055599851667468256</id><published>2007-04-15T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T20:48:09.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bootcamp Completed...NOW THEY HAVE GAME!</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so I just finished my first bootcamp as an instructor...It was awesome.  The guys we had in the seminar did great.  By far the best comment that we got was one student who said "I've learned about women this weekend then in 42 years on this planet".   That made the whole experience outstanding.  The guy was also a CEO of a BC company.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I really feel like we helped people.  That and the fact that I got multiple "Excellent" scores from the students in their evaluations... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll definitely do more of these in the future... GREAT TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-2055599851667468256?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/2055599851667468256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=2055599851667468256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2055599851667468256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/2055599851667468256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/04/bootcamp-completednow-they-have-game.html' title='Bootcamp Completed...NOW THEY HAVE GAME!'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-5367702262814250003</id><published>2007-04-11T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:55:06.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Game Cont...</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is random but here goes... The more I do it the more I find the game is fundamentally the same for both guys and girls.... What do I mean???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I human beings fundamentally want what is limited or valuable so if your time is limited or valuable either men or women will want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, I have learned to use this at work when I have meetings.     I think the GAME is super valuable for not just meeting girls but in life in general... The more I understand social psychology the better I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on that note.... There is NOTHING better then cold reads.  I am using these more and more... Sometimes I even say the exact same shit back to a girl what she just told me and she thinks I am crazy insightful... I used this on HB personal trainer tonight and it was money...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock ON!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-5367702262814250003?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/5367702262814250003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=5367702262814250003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/5367702262814250003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/5367702262814250003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/04/game-cont.html' title='The Game Cont...'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-7924405176974566934</id><published>2007-04-08T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T09:40:15.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Done....and my new Theory</title><content type='html'>Ok, meeting with the CEO went well...Glad thats over...Now back to what everyone is interested in...THE GAME....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new Theory is that after-work happy hours are the place to meet women...  We went out on Thursday night to one of these and tore it up...Sets were flying open left, right, and center.  I even had one girl open me and ask why i had not spoke to her yet...the jealous thing was too cute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that in mind...Here is why happy hours are the place to sarge.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The Bitch Shield is down&lt;br /&gt;2) The atmosphere is much more friendly&lt;br /&gt;3) They are nowhere near as loud as clubs so running tight game is much easier&lt;br /&gt;4) People are in a good mood since its the end of the week....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, thats enough for today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-7924405176974566934?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/7924405176974566934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=7924405176974566934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/7924405176974566934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/7924405176974566934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/04/doneand-my-new-theory.html' title='Done....and my new Theory'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-5679186150802967275</id><published>2007-04-04T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:08:14.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make OR Break</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is a quick one...Have a presentation to our new CEO tommorrow... Need to show well.  I'm confident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to put up or shut up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REPRESENT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-5679186150802967275?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/5679186150802967275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=5679186150802967275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/5679186150802967275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/5679186150802967275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/04/make-or-break.html' title='Make OR Break'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-836497566647412128</id><published>2007-04-01T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T20:25:37.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back at it</title><content type='html'>So Feb/March were really tough months at work, and something I don't care to repeat anytime soon.  I pretty much felt every type of emotion anger, sadness, etc.  Whatever, its over...  The project  is looking great and we have done some solid work... I'm really proud of the guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now back the game.... Last night at Rouge we had a going away party for MM.  It was awesome... The sets were flying open left, right and center.    The funniest part of the evening was one of our guys making out with a girl on crutches... Bizarre... I number closed 2 hot chicks and even coached one of the guys there on his approaches...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, things are looking up... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-836497566647412128?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/836497566647412128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=836497566647412128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/836497566647412128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/836497566647412128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/04/back-at-it.html' title='Back at it'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-6582615088418710086</id><published>2007-02-11T17:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T08:38:55.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been awhile since i posted...Crazy amount of work recently...Was in California, now going back to Cali tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was another solid night at Rouge... I think we should start paying rent there... Anyhow i need to go but will have more stories soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-6582615088418710086?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/6582615088418710086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=6582615088418710086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/6582615088418710086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/6582615088418710086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-been-awhile-since-i-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-8778123756789587629</id><published>2007-02-06T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T08:38:55.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working it...</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to California this week for work...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a funny experience though at work yesterday... I had brought a friend of mine to a club with me last Saturday night.  Before we went I told him about the three central attractors for women:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Pre-Selected by women&lt;br /&gt;2) Leader of Men&lt;br /&gt;3) Protector of loved ones..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the club he was amazed how we kept pulling chicks using the tactics above...  My response...This stuff really works... Mystery Method is the shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-8778123756789587629?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/8778123756789587629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=8778123756789587629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8778123756789587629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8778123756789587629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/02/working-it.html' title='Working it...'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1632381712818039566</id><published>2007-02-04T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T07:45:25.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW...Great Evening</title><content type='html'>Yes, we celebrated my bday at the club last night...  OMG...  A short list of things that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  RP made out with a 50 year old women... Yes there are pictures, no you'll have to wait to see them...&lt;br /&gt;2)  VC was driving afterwards and totally dented some guy's car outside La Banquise&lt;br /&gt;3)  FP Discovered bottle service&lt;br /&gt;4)  I made out with an 18 year old girl&lt;br /&gt;5)  MS Brought his insanely hot girlfriend who once again chummed the water&lt;br /&gt;6)  MM had insane game and macked like a pro (MS and I were like proud parents)&lt;br /&gt;7)  I took a grenade for AD so he got a hottie's digits&lt;br /&gt;8)  We once again OWNED the club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great work guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1632381712818039566?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1632381712818039566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1632381712818039566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1632381712818039566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1632381712818039566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/02/wowgreat-evening.html' title='WOW...Great Evening'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-3097620978045904517</id><published>2007-02-03T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:23:56.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things just got weirder</title><content type='html'>Ok, I thought things were strange on Tuesday...They just got WAY weirder....  So I am in a meeting on Thursday with someone we'll call HP... Anyhow, we start talking about this guy who we also work with who is an expecting father... So I ask "Is his wife excited?" anyhow HP tells me that actually the couple is not married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm progressive so I'm like thats cool, as long as they're happy... Anyhow HP then starts acting weird and saying something to the extend of "what you don't know??" and I'm like "know what??"  Well she goes real silent so at this point so I'm like "SPILL IT"... HP gets embarassed but finally tells me.  It turns out that this guy we both work with, just knocked up my ex-girlfriend.  AND they're having the baby...   I almost fell out out of my chair... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scratch off another ex I can no longer call up... BIZARRE WEEK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-3097620978045904517?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/3097620978045904517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=3097620978045904517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3097620978045904517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3097620978045904517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-just-got-weirder.html' title='Things just got weirder'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-3765193073111105328</id><published>2007-01-30T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T21:11:33.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When good things go bad....</title><content type='html'>Has this ever happened to you guys... You break up with your current girlfriend and then you're all excited that you can resume sleeping with your ex'es...  Thats what ex'es are for right????  Then you call up an ex and you're all ready for crazy times...and then this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She mentions "oh my boyfriend..." or even worse which is what happened to me last night "well I would love to see you again , you need meet my fiancee".  At this point in the conversation you could not give less of shit about what she is talking about and the idea of scraping mold off your shower seems inherently more interesting then continuing to talk to her....  I mean why the fuck would you want to meet her fiancee???   To trade techniques??? Fuck that...goodbye...see you later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-3765193073111105328?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/3765193073111105328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=3765193073111105328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3765193073111105328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3765193073111105328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-good-things-go-bad.html' title='When good things go bad....'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-4287815481075863743</id><published>2007-01-29T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:23:43.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>What is up with Birthdays.  I am turning 31 in roughly 40 minutes and its just weird.    I'm also convinced that I am going to be "the last man standing" (aka unmarried) amongst my close friends...BRING IT ON...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that comes to mind tonight is the notion of sarging (approaching women)... I'm finding that the more you do it, the more you want to practice.    Its addictive... Now I just need to make sure I have wingmen who remain single...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-4287815481075863743?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/4287815481075863743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=4287815481075863743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/4287815481075863743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/4287815481075863743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-3072288740951237272</id><published>2007-01-28T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T18:02:21.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Game 101.</title><content type='html'>So I was talking to my sister tonight and trying to explain the community and the method.  My sister is VERY cool (even though she has 3 kids) and I think she actually found the whole thing amusing...Though maybe a bit frightening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing about explaining the game is that when talking to "normal" people you don't realize the full extent of jargon you use in conversation (ASD, IOI, Kino, etc)...   Whatever; cheers to her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-3072288740951237272?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/3072288740951237272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=3072288740951237272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3072288740951237272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/3072288740951237272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/01/game-101.html' title='Game 101.'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-8390819918977269009</id><published>2007-01-27T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:11:06.377-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Last Night</title><content type='html'>So last night a group of us went out to Rouge... Crazy Evening... We were literally rockstars in the club...  Even my friends who are usually AFCs were opening sets.  Sometimes things just go right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I could not close which did suck a bit... But I was so completely retarded by the end of the evening it did not matter.  Thank f*cking god for Red Bull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And btw: If you have not been to Rouge, go now...Its amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-8390819918977269009?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/8390819918977269009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=8390819918977269009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8390819918977269009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/8390819918977269009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/01/about-last-night.html' title='About Last Night'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5700773212691294526.post-1014893424678542693</id><published>2007-01-20T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T17:50:03.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picking up in Montreal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sarging in Montreal... This is WAY too easy.  Its just amazing how few people know how to do this right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5700773212691294526-1014893424678542693?l=salemsblot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/feeds/1014893424678542693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5700773212691294526&amp;postID=1014893424678542693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1014893424678542693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5700773212691294526/posts/default/1014893424678542693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salemsblot.blogspot.com/2007/01/picking-up-in-montreal.html' title='Picking up in Montreal'/><author><name>Salem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05932373262333620959</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
