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Thursday, December 25, 2014

What Women Never Tell You: The Man's Guide to Sex, Love & Beating the Competition. FINISHED!!



What I got for Christmas, from myself and Marcus, was finishing the final revision of our book: What Women Never Tell You: The Man's Guide to Sex, Love & Beating the Competition.
For most of us I'm sure quality time with loved ones and creating/progress/ growth/accomplishment is more satisfying than material stuff, and that's exactly how I feel today. Satisfied & happy... though I wouldn't have turned down a Tesla or Vitamix blender had one or both appeared this Christmas. But finishing this book we've been working on for over 5 years feels pretty damn good this Christmas!

Here's the beginning of the chapter "She Will Never Tell You What She Wants, But Will Expect You To Know." We thought it was apropos to share for Christmas and the giving season! Subscribe to receive the entire chapter for free!

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She Will Never Tell You What She Wants, But Will Expect You To Know (excerpt)

Most women actually think they are asking for what they want, and don’t realize they’re about as obvious as a whisper in a windstorm. They give you hints and clues with subtle indicators like winks, head nods, and leaving a window open on the computer, and figure... Well he must know. I gave him all those clues. Meanwhile, most men simply wish the women in their lives would straight-up just say exactly what they want without all the detective work.

Why is this the way it is? Well, it comes down once again to how women communicate and perceive things. You think you’re speaking the same language, but you’re not. Women use a secret language, a covert way of communicating that is full of physical, emotional and verbal subtext and innuendo. The funny thing is that for women, their subtext-laden language isn’t subtle at all. To them it is perfectly obvious, like the nose on your face. They truly think everyone talks this way. This is why women overanalyze and think there is more to what you say than what you actually said. You've heard it before, after you say something very clear and simple, your woman asks, what do you mean by that? They hear subtext and subtlety because that’s the waythey hear as well as communicate.

To you, the man, it often seems as though your woman is just rambling. To a woman, what they said was simple and direct, even when it seems they have not said anything. Remember, they are communicating even when they are not talking. The real rub is that a lot of the time what shemeans is the opposite of what she is actually saying.

For example it could go like this:

You:
Hey babe, Jenny wants us to come over for the pre-game party.

Her:
Why? You know how I hate her.

You:
What are you talking about, you talk to Jenny all the time?

Her:
I don't want to go to her barbecue.

You:
But... You... But she’s like your best friend.

Her:
But that doesn't mean I want to hang with her all the time.

You:
Oh... Okay. So you want…. us… to… not go?

Her:
(giving you a nasty look)
We can't not go, are you insane? You said we would go, and plus that would be insulting if we didn't go.

You:
So... You doooo… want… to...go? You just said you didn't though.... I'm confused.

Her:
(looking at you like you’re stupid)
Just because I said I didn't want to go doesn't mean we shouldn't go.

You
(more confused)
Ok?.... What are we doing?

Her:
(pissed off)
Did you not just listen to me! Let’s just go!

Dizzying isn't it? She is operating on a completely different set of rules...


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Monday, March 22, 2010

If you were John Mayer, you would too

It's almost undisputed that John Mayer gets around.

Certainly if he were a female, he would be a ho, but since he's a guy, he just has a "bad reputation." The double-standard still exists, unfortunately. So I'm just going to call him a douche-ho, since he seems to be some combination of douche-bag and man-whore.

But here's the thing.

If you were John Mayer, wouldn't you too?

Think about it. Pretend you're John Mayer. You look kinda goofy. You're a little bit of a music-geek. You have a tendency to run your mouth (and probably over-think). And for a good portion of your teenage years and early twenties, you were probably broke. Even though chics supposedly love musicians, they don't always love music-students or starving-artist-musicians. So John Mayer probably got some pre-fame tail. But no tail he had pre-fame would carry the bragging rights of the post-fame tail. Brad Pitt, Charlie Sheen, and Sean Penn are the only modern male celebs I can think of that outdo Mr. Mayer in bragging rights.

Brad Pitt is simply gorgeous. I swear every straight man who, when cornered by me at a party and forced to consider who they'd switch for, most often say Brad Pitt (second place goes to Marlon Brando). His roster is pretty impressive with Gwenlyth Paltrow, Jennifer Aniston, and of course, Angelina Jolie as all serious relationships (it's nice that he has relationships, not so nice that they all have an expiration date). Charlie Sheen just likes to screw anything that's pretty and busty, but he has had his fair share of beauties including Kelly Preston and Denise Richards. Sean Penn must be a stud to have convinced both Madonna and Robin Wright to marry him. Seriously. And it's worth mentioning that Warren Beatty and Wilt Chamberlain were undoubtedly the previous record-holders, just by their sheer numbers. Check this out. Warren Beatty supposedly bedded almost 13,000 women, according to the Guardian UK. Wilt Chamberlain made even Beatty look like an amateur, with over 20,000 notches on his bedpost, according to a Time article.

But back to John Mayer. According to celebbuzz.com and whosdatedwho.com, John Mayer's notch-names include:
  • Jennifer Aniston
  • Jessica Simpson
  • Cameraon Diaz
  • Jennifer Love Hewitt
  • Rhona Mitra
  • Scheana Marie
  • Minka Kelly
  • there must be more that have somehow been kept secret...(If you want some pictures, click on whosdatedwho above.)
Besides the fact that this dude has been getting around in a serious way (keep in mind this is early in his fornication-career, he has many years to catch up with Beatty and Chamberlain though he appears to be behind), he also seems to like his girls light-skinned. Now generally I'm not one to criticize dating preferences, in fact I often celebrate them - for example, I have a friend who likes his women zaftig or extra-voluptuous and it just delights me, but with Mayer... I don't know. I just feel like he's lacking a certain amount of melanin in his celeb-dating varieties.

As much as I'm reluctant to admit this (that's only half-true since I sort of like confessing things sometimes), I used to like John Mayer's music. It's kind of good sometimes. He's a a decent guitarist too and I probably found him kind of appealing (I'm sure the list of women above would agree - at least initially). As a musician, however, any attraction I feel towards other musicians has always been short-lived. It never lasts and I see through and have a very low tolerance for their bullsh!t. They have a bad reputation for a reason. With that said, I've also played with and known some talented and reliable musicians too, but they are diamonds among cubic zirconias to say the least, and like magnets, I'm usually not-so-attracted to my male musician counterparts.

But after a little while, even without ever meeting Mr. Mayer, I got a bad-taste in my mouth about him. This is what I think happened. The negative overwhelmed the positive. I've been known to say the following: Stupid trumps hot. Or, more appropriately in this instance: Douche trumps musician. Other options: Asshole trumps rich; Rude trumps handsome; or for my guys out there, Crazy trumps hot (though according to my guy friends, usually only if you plan on spending more than one night with said crazy chic). Get it? The bad, ultimately, outweighs the good.

Speaking of spending just one night with someone, an old friend of mine used to say, "I've never had a one-night stand... but I've had a lot of eight-hour relationships." I always found that funny.

One last quote from douche-bag of the day before I sign off. I heard through the grape-vine that when Mayer and his music-business posse made Daughter a single off whatever album that was (making a song from an album a single is basically lining it up to be promoted the hardest for licensing, radio stations and awards), Mayer supposedly said, "If we push this song man, I'm going to have a vagina on my forehead for the rest of my life."

Ultimately, I suspect John Mayer isn't necessarily a bad guy, and who can blame him for chasing all that hot, primped, celebrity tail? Think about it, if you were John Mayer, you would too.


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