Fatty Pig Fatties

the past week has left me a tad full of piss and vinegar. working in health care, especially radiology, you get an interesting perspesctive in regards to understanding people. well, i need to get this off my chest. most of the time, i’d say…more than 80% of the time, when i see a patient older than 30 for “persistent knee pain” or “persistent lower back pain”- there’s usually a common characteristic.

they’re fucking fat. i mean REALLY, REALLY fat.

if throughtout the beginging of your life you maintained a normal weight and body habitus and over time (and trust me, obesity doesn’t occur overnight) you packed on the pounds, well, your skeletal frame (and thats all your bones are for (provide support), they kinda have a hard time supporting your fatty pig fatty blob od a body. and what areas are typically affect?

your lower back and your knees.

my aunt is a fatty. and when i say fat, i mean she had to sell her tercel and upgrade to an SUV because she had a hard time exiting and entering the car. when you need to take a 15 minute breather because you had to pull your fat ass out of a CAR, you got fucking problems.

and i ALWAYS fuck with her. when she’s sitting down i’ll touch her toes and say, “i can’t believe it. they’re still there.” even my mom will giggle. yeah, my family’s fucking BRUTAL. for those of you unaware a common side effect of long time obesity is diabetes. even patrice o’neal took shit from the other comedians about it.

and girls. PLEASE quit your delusional horseshit that “big is beautiful”. the truth is, a man worth his stones would rather tea bag lava than fuck you.

so go ahead and keep eating, keep increasing your girth, keep fucking up your knees and dealing with lower back pain, and keep slowing down. i need someone to keep the zombies occupied while i’m on the move.

Speaking of fatties. Lol.

stay up.


This is the End

i mentioned in this post about the girls here in jax. well, i don’t think i’ll see miss U 0f F before i leave, but waitress came by the other night after i got home from work.

and she was pissy from the moment she walked in. i know what her deal is, i’ve been here before. the navy giveth, and the navy taketh away.

the first time was when i was leaving for sicily. about 3 months after i had my orders, the gf was a fucking nightmare damn near every minuite. she was usually very agreable, i had NO fucking clue what was wrong with her. well, my boy Ray told me, “dude, self defense mechanism. you’re leaving and she can’t go. it’s easier for her to deal with it if she’s angry at you.”

THAT made perfect sense.

and it happened two other times over the passing years. when i left italy, sonia and i stopped seeing each other about 2 months before i transfered and she ended up moving to germany to live with her sister. beth went fucking full on bat-shit loco about a week before she left, the gf in japan KNEW when i left for san deezy it was over so she was cool, and the other night girl was being pissy.

but this time i knew what was bothering her. she’s a cool girl, she is. but i’m pretty sure deep down she was hoping there’d be a relationship DESPITE knowing before we slept together that i was leaving. the hamster be a powerful thing indeed to a women’s MO. i’ve said before that EVEN if you specifically tell a woman you aren’t looking for a relationship, once she sleeps with you, she’ll probably tell herself the two of you could end up a couple.

i told girl to sit down, and tell me what was on her mind. without wasting your precious time (and because typing out her hamster soliloquy would take hours) she was starting to enjoy “spending time with me”, which was literally her coming over to fuck me. i didn’t interrupt and when she was finished (15 minutes later) i just told her, “i understand how you feel and it’s very sweet of you to say so”. this is my go-to response whenever a girl gets on the emotional roller coaster. works like a charm.

basically, after next week i have a week long class about transitioning from the military to the civilian world, then i’m off to NO for 20 days. when i come back i have less than a month here. the other 2 are fine with it. one is looking forward to the fact that she now has a place to crash in NO. lol.

a great song about leaving a younger girl.

stay up.


What am I Gonna Do With You?

quick post today.

so, you’ve opened her. the conversation is flowing. but you’re not sure where to take it. well, i have a go-to line that will give you a great perspective on where her head is at. i’ll make her laugh/smile, then i usually use a “you’re too cute” comment, she’ll smile and i’ll say the following-

“what am i gonna do with you?”

i LOVE this line. her response will give you you a GREAT window into where mind is. you will get the following-

-a flirty response (IDEAL)

-indifference

-push back

the last 2 mean you need to walk. you used a fun and flirty tactic and you should be looking to receive the same from her. i’ve RARELY had a woman respond negatively to “what am i gonna do with you?” it’s a very effective comment that most women will warm up to.

damn near every woman i’ve used it on has beamed a smile at me and asked, “i don’t know. WHAT?” my favorite response is along the lines of, “I think i can guess” this response tells me she’s really feeling me, and i can escalate even further.

when you run this, you’re looking for her to break eye contact, smile, and tilt her head away from you. don’t worry, she’ll look you in the eye again, but when you first run this she’ll get shy and her hamster will process the fact that she’s dealing with a man who’s coming on to her. the smile and her looking away is key though.

i know this works because i say it to women i’m NOT interested in and they react in the same manner. that’s how you know you’re cooking with gas.

give it a run, see for yourself and add it to your repitoire.

stay up.


Terminal Beta

i was at my local where i saw a friend of mine. he’s about 28, has a successful business, makes VERY good money, and is relatively good looking. in all honesty, he’s a pretty aggreable guy. well, he has a new girlfriend. she’s 26, recently divorced, tounge ring, 2 kids, and she’s a waitress at chili’s. looks wise, she’s a soft 7 hard 6; i’ve only seen her when she’s done with work, so i can’t place too much on her looks.

when she went to the rest room i asked him what his plans were with her. apparently he’s thinking LTR.

*sigh*

i didn’t even bother pointing out the obvious even though he KNOWS about my blog and it’s subject matter. he asked me what i though about her and i just pointed out what i wrote about her above and followed with, “sounds like a winner.” he actually smiled and said he has high hopes with her.

high hopes with a woman that dropped her hubby, has a shitty job, and 2 kids. yeah. fuck- sure, LTR- you’re out of your fucking mind. like i’m going to be saddled up with miss “shitty life choices” princess. and he was sucking up to her like a good little pup.

i saw them the next evening and i stayed the hell away.

and guys are “manning up” like this all the time. it pisses me off because it makes shit more difficult for guys that are red-pill schooled. i have to deconstruct her entitled ass and make sure she get’s back down to earth. and to be honest, i’m getting sick of it.

then again, i guess some idiot has to rescue these used up women, but it won’t be Danny. i can usually read these women within 2 minutes of meeting them. and i avoid them like the plague. most of the time, they aren’t even worth the bang.

but to beta’s, these women are gems. so sad.

stay up.


Mas Tacos Deliciosos

today was taco fiesta day in radiology. working the midshift and we tend to feed each other. found a REALLY good mexican joint out here (surprisingly) that’s pretty close to my house. i’ve been sending all my mexican mafia buds to this place and they all dig it.

today we ran tacos carnitas (pulled pork) and carne asada (grilled steak) with some pico de gallo, colon bomb salsa, and chips. we feasted like mexican royalty. the spread:

taco paradise. you know you want it.

taco paradise. you know you want it.

i have a new food slut. i didn’t think anyone could outdo Ra-Re (miss her), but this girl is a fucking machine. my little sister conditioned me to the point where if she mentioned “hungry” i got up and made her something to eat. i ONLY do this for women i view as family or i see naked.

well Nugget (that’s my nickname for her) is my new little sister. and this girl eats all fucking day. she’ll mention wanting to eat, i’ll ask what she wants and she’ll immediately reply, “I DON’T CARE!!!” i could bring her microwave popcorn and she’ll house that shit. she’s a good egg. this is Nugget.

famil is a blessing. and this girl is a mess.

family is a blessing. and this girl is a mess.

lol. stay up.


Long Black Hairs

sorry i’ve been slacking on the posts. i’ve been a tad busy. lol

i left new orleans for japan around january 2003. when i got to my place in japan, i was finding the hairs from the young lady i had posted last night strewn about my pad. it got interesting when i started dating a woman and suddenly SHE was finding the hairs. “oh, yeah, my ex. you know you bitches shed.”

she really had no choice but to believe me; had she harped on me about it, i’d have told her to piss off. but she was pretty smart, and let it go.

well, i get to san deigo after japan, and same thing. and when i got to spain…..

i am haunted by long black hairs.

recently, So-So moved out after needing a place to crash, so i have the house to myself again. i’ve hired a cleaning woman for the past 2 years and the hairs have gone. well, guess what i found in the guest bath room last night. lol.

yup.

when i’m in beteween relationships and i find them it’s funny. but when you’re slutting up with more than one woman and the hairs begin to vary, you need to learn to navigate the shit tests that are sure to follow. i use to just say, “oh, yeah my friend such-and such came over for a bit.”

not anymore.

now it’s, “you know. that just be one of muh bitches.” they roll their eyes, they shake their heads. It’s just like said before about breaking character. remember, don’t be a dick, just be confident and slightly cocky. she’ll go with it.

the important thing is to redirect her attention after you drop the lulz. remember: frame is everything. K brought it to my attention when she found a long blak hair. i told it was So-So’s. she pointed out this har was wavy, So’s hair is straight. i told her it probably belonged to a friend that stopped by. there was noticable pause-

“Danny, do you sleep with other women?”

well, well, well. i looked at her for a moment and asked, “do you really want me to answer that?” i was prepared to be honest with her too. but i reminded her, “we aren’t a couple, but if you want to know, i’ll be open with you about this.” she ended up not wanting to know, but something tells me once i transfer she’ll ask.

you’d think a woman getting a feeling a guy she’s sleeping with is sleeping with other women would be a hindrance, but you’re wrong. it’s a very powerful and effective form of high value. again, don’t rub her nose in it, remain aloof about it. unless you get the “where is this heading” talk….

your dirt should remain your dirt. and be proud of those hairs. lol.

stay up.


My Oneitis Anthem: Blue Pill, Then Red Pill

i was going through my music for some Pink Floyd when i stumbled upon Pela. great band. but then i remembered they had a track that i associated with my oneitis girl- beth. i was such a pussy with her, she was my universe. i thought she was all i needed to be happy. this was WELL before finding the sphere. i was still purple mind setted. but this song was my opus for her when i stumbled upon her on facebook.

but i suddenly realized, she wasn’t worth it. it hurt me, but i told her it was best if just quit it. i knew she was bad for me, she was damaged and no matter how much i tried, she wasn’t going to really be a suitable partner. so i told her it was best if we quit. she UNLOADED on me with some hamster shit, but honestly, i’m better off.

i’m not above putting myself out there. this is the truth in all it’s rawness. sit back and soak in the douchery that was my oneitis.

let’s examine this in my blue pill mind shall we. emphasis mine.

“Hot sand
wheel keeps clicking
wheel keeps clicking i can pull this off
cracked hands
my mind keeps ticking
my mind keeps ticking we were meant to be together

we are in some dry land
but your desert’s not a desert at all i GET YOU. you’re special and i see that

you’re with some divided man
just be careful you don’t fall apart she was actually single. shoulda been a give away

call me if you want to break out
call me if you can’t win i will drop everything to be with you
we can find some desert hideout
your desert’s not a desert at all again, i GET YOU

ain’t it strange the lack of color?
but it’s all together colorful i see the color in you
ain’t it strange to lack color?

you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when we have a history, we destined to be together
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then repeat

so call me if you want to break out
call me if you can’t win
we can find some desert hideout
and let the desolation sink in i’ll happily suffer with you

you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then

you desert’s not a desert at all” i think you get it

– now let’s examine this in my current red-pill mind set when i listened to it 2-3 nights ago.

“Hot sand
wheel keeps clicking
wheel keeps clicking why am i here?
cracked hands
my mind keeps ticking
my mind keeps ticking something’s not right

we are in some dry land
but your desert’s not a desert at all i don’t care to exist in your caustic environment

you’re with some divided man
just be careful you don’t fall apart

call me if you want to break out actually, don’t call me. i’m done
call me if you can’t win
we can find some desert hideout
your desert’s not a desert at all you made your own desert, soak it in

ain’t it strange the lack of color?
but it’s all together colorful
ain’t it strange to lack color? there’s no color because you’re a selfish, vapid creature

you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then i thought you were different at first, but realized you were always not worth my time

so call me if you want to break out
call me if you can’t win
we can find some desert hideout
and let the desolation sink in nope. drown

you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you from way back when
you gotta believe me, you gotta come see me
i know you, i knew you way back then i’m MUCH better off without you

you desert’s not a desert at all”

this was the cause of it all. lol. i was such a douche.

beth

beth