A man and his young son are on vacation exploring Brazil. During their first day there, they see two monkeys in a tree and the son takes a picture. During the second day, the man inadvertently walks his son too close to a nude beach, and they see two naked people. His son takes a picture. Horrified, the man explains to his son that he has to erase the picture. The son asks why, and the father replies by saying, “Because it’s pornography, and if your mother sees that, I’ll be in a heap of trouble!”
My philosophy is simple, make reality your bitch. I’ve heard it said that life is what happens to you while you’re waiting for your plans to work out. What a waste of a life to spend it waiting for things to work out. I would much rather spend my time making reality my bitch.
I was walking down Las Vegas Boulevard last night when I overheard two fat girls complaining that “… guys only go for dumb girls,” and they followed that statement with the question, “Wouldn’t a guy want to be with a girl he can have an intelligent conversation with?” Conversations like this drive me nuts, so it’s time to ignore the politically correct approach and set the record strait.
What if there was something you could do right now, that took zero effort, didn’t cost anything, and was guaranteed to get you laid more?
Plastic is making androgynous pedophiles of us all. Put down the water bottle and listen up. The research is incredible. Most girls hit puberty now at age nine (you’re pretending not to notice, but I know you’ve noticed). If you take a look around on the Internet, lots of people are talking about why girls are becoming women so young, but the really disturbing news that no one seems to be talking about is how some of the same factors are turning boys into “little girls.”
A guy who is 100 pounds overweight, with no friends, girlfriend, or job, who sits at home playing video games is supposed to be depressed. That’s the way nature has evolved us. In the game of survival of the fittest, it feels good to be the alpha male and it feels bad not to be. If it wasn’t that way, what reason would a guy have to go out and succeed? Failure is supposed to hurt, so we avoid it. Success is supposed to feel good, so we seek it. If a person can sit at home, loaded on Prozac, completely happy with their worthless life, what reason do they have to better themselves?
I found myself on Wikipedia, researching the patterns for codependency, when I made a most interesting discovery. As an Alpha Male Life Coach, I basically teach the opposite of codependency. I teach inner-dependency (better known as independence). Here’s where I took an interesting leap in logic. If a codependent person meets everyone else’s needs at the exclusion of their own, wouldn’t the opposite of this be a person who meets their needs to the exclusion of everyone else’s? I had a huge problem with that conclusion because I don’t consider being independent to go hand in hand with being a narcissist, a sociopath, or simply just not caring about others.
Norman is having drinks with Jessica. Jessica’s phone rings and she answers with, “Hello Steve.” After a quick one minute phone call, Norman asks Jessica who Steve is and Jessica’s answer is, “It’s complicated.” The truth is, it’s not complicated at all. Whenever a woman answers a question by telling you, “It’s complicated,” it’s actually very, very simple. Are you ready to decode this girl talk and learn what “It’s complicated” really means?
Have you ever wondered if women are completely crazy or if you just don’t understand them? Women may not make logical sense, but it is still possible for us to understand the emotional system they run on. The trick is to find a way to relate to this foreign system from reference points that we already understand. As men, we have to evolve past the “all women are just crazy” theory that we like to fall back on every time we don’t understand their actions.
I am the proud owner of an antilibrary. I don’t own any books that I have read. That’s not to say that I haven’t read any books. Quite to the contrary, I have read a mountain of them, but as soon as I get to the end of the last page, I either mail them to friends or simply throw them out. I believe that only unread books have value.