This post is by Hurricane Lee Eric and I are on a New York City subway train. We’re practicing our game. There are two cute girls on the subway car in which we’re standing. They’re not together but they’re sitting a few seats away from each other. They’re definitely within earshot, even on a noisy

I was with my 3-year-old nephew this weekend. We were playing with his toy cars. He would always start off this way: “Uncle Eric, which car do you want?” “I want the blue one,” I’d say. “No!!! I want the blue one. You take the green one!” Almost every time we played he would do

This post is from Rob Judge. A packed 6 train can teach you a lot about humiliation, pickup, and women. I learned my lesson a few years back, on a brisk fall morning. It was a Saturday morning, as I remember, at an hour so ungodly early that it shouldn’t exist on a weekend. My

This post is by my good friend Robbie Kramer from Inner Confidence. Last night I’m out with a small group of students at a new bar in West L.A. At one point in the night we are talking to a group of cute girls on the patio. One of the girls mentions that she has

It’s not easy to keep going on those days when no one seems receptive to you. Or your body just doesn’t want to do it. But it is those days when you actually have the greatest opportunity to learn and grow. I recently went to a class on Buddhism taught by a friend of mine.

Miami. Art Basel weekend, one of the largest art festivals in the world. I’ve come down with some close friends to simply party, have fun, and meet cool art people (and cute art chicks). But it’s always the same story. My body fights me at the beginning. Like the grumbles I feel before going on

It was a while since I’d gone out at night with some friends just to run game. After a chomping down a steak barbecue, we head out to the streets to hit the bars of Williamsburg. The agenda for the evening? The apocalypse opener. You say “Hi. How are you?” She responds. She asks how

“That is so corny,” she says to me and turns around and walks away. Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch. None of my openers are working today. Nothing is sticking. I’ve been slogging from store to store in the bitter New York City cold. God, I’m a champ. It’s like I can hear the Rocky theme

Fail. Fail again. Fail differently. Fail better. Fail harder. Fail quicker. Fail smarter. Fail clearer. Fail funnier. Fail badly. Fail well. Fail painfully. Fail on purpose. Fail by accident. Fail and learn. Fail without learning. Fail in the cold. Fail in bookstores. Fail in malls. Fail on the train. Fail on Valentine’s Day. Fail your

It still happens to me once in a while. An interaction with someone will go badly and I end up feeling bad afterward. Most of the time I’m fine, whether the interaction goes well or not. But once in a while I end up feeling down about it. I may even be in a strange