A huge summary.

So how do I explain the happenings of a night that started at 8pm and ended at 6:30am. I'll just break it down the best I can.

The pre-night was spent watching some Olympic Table tennis with The Commentator (Commen)... We both fell asleep for different reasons. I had been out with customers all week, he had been in La. for business. I woke up to find he was still sleeping so I figured it was best that I take off. The man needed his rest.

I leave and head to Bookstore. I go with the intention of opening up women. I just want to get over the nervousness, you know? Nothing happens. A hot 30 something who was in the 'Sci-Fi' section even came over to look at 'Bathroom Remodeling' right next to me. IOI? I think so. What was she planning on doing, having an X-Files bathtub? Right.

Anyway... Then I head to McDonald's. I was going through the Drive-Thru but then realized that's anti-social. I go inside and place my order. Just then HBhippie (7.5) comes through the door. We lock eyes and she smiles. I smile back and look away. Now, if body language shows anything to a woman.. She thought I was a total pussy. I turned away and looked down. What a pansy!

She comes up to take her order and once she's done I say... and check this shit out, it is GOLD. Like, I'm going to make a big seminar about my openers because they are killer.

PS: Long day, huh?
HBhippie: Yeah (real nervous like) I woke up this morning and did pilates, Then went to the racetrack with my uncle... then...

So we continued chatting until the McDonald's guy said.. "Um sir, your food is ready." (Once again I look like a DORK. But, I maintain my posture - so fake it till you make it brothers.

She grabs her food first and goes to sit down. I casually stroll by and she says...
HB: Hey, you can sit with me!
PS: Oh, you'd like some company then?
HB: Yes!
PS: Did you bring you baby today? (pulling away the high-chair)
HB: [laughs]

We talk about how much she loves the outdoors and weed, and how she is on break from work. I eat my food and tell her plenty of stories, including how I was at my friends and fell asleep and that was why I looked high. (I thought of a good line for if a guy ever makes fun of your hair... laugh it off and say, 'Dude I wake up with better hair than you.') She finishes her food and the following conversation ensues...

PS: You probably need to be getting back to work!
HB: Yeah, I'm already 5 minutes late...
PS: Well, here give m-me your n-nu-number and I'll call you sometime to hang out.
HB: Awesome, 713, I like how you just picked me up in McDonald's.
PS: Hey, I had no intention of doing that... You're the one that picked me up, remember? "Hey, you can sit down with me [smile]"
HB: Haha.. you're right, 713-xxx-xxxx...
PS: Okay cool, I'll see you soon then... Oh wait, let me call you so you'll know my number...
HB: Yeah that would be good!
PS: There you go...
HB: I hope to see you soon! I'm always working at X-place so you should stop by anytime.

---now the night begins... Go get popcorn now, because this shit is the sequal to chapters 1, 2, and 3 of 'The Game.' Except the following is not elaborated in any way shape or form. (And I'm only kidding - There is no action below, only progress)

The night started off going to a friends house. An ex of mine who is recently (un-happily) married with a child was there. I figured, why not swing by and show her what she's missing. I walk in and there are six people on the back patio. I say hello to all of them, including the GF's of the two guys... and then continue entertaining the group with stories. I was there for maybe 30 mins... I talk to my ex about how I had this intensely sexual dream about her a couple of nights ago, and ended the dream with.. '...and that was really weird.' She said, "Why you don't have dreams like that usually?" and I said... "Not with you." ;) More people arrive and, out of the blue like I love to do I say... "Alright I'm out!" and immediately make my rounds, say my farewells and hit the road.

Now, I'm off to pick up AFCIndia and Sweden. Sweden is the son of AFCIndia's friend (another Indian guy who happens to be like 48 years old, and an asshole, and a millionaire). For some reason rich people are usually very confident. I pick up Sweden and AFCIndia and we head out. I'm not going to get into details of how we warmed up to each other, but social people can be social - even if they are only faking it.. (me).

By the time we get to the club we're all the best of friends. We walk in and immediately Sweden has his Ray-Ban's on. I'm impressed with his 'not-giving-a-fuck' attitude. Makes me open up more. I start chatting with random people. Mostly about how Sweden is dancing really weird. They love it, and I tell them that's how people do it in Sweden. He's only here for 7 days, so he's going to have fun. That club ended up being pretty lame. We talked to a few girls, one opened AFCIndia with 'Hey, I'm going to have my smoke break with you guys!' He didn't see this as an IOI because he has no idea what the hell an IOI was. In order not to blow him out, I leaned way back and had horrible body language. I would lean up and whisper things in his ear like... 'Dude, lean back.', 'Talk quiet so she has to struggle to hear you and she'll get closer.'. and 'Don't laugh so fucking loud - you're scaring her.' Basically she wanted his jock, it might be because he has a masters degree and she's a single 30yr old female, but whatever the reason... She did. Oh, and he's a super nice guy.

[Sometime during this I receive a text from HBhippie: Hey, it was really good having a quick dinner with you! Come check out X-place (where she works) any time!!!]

Next we go to an after-hours club. When we walk in there is an HB9 right in front of us. She isn't model hott, or stripper hott, she is like - beautiful girl falling in love in a chic flick hott. So, I'm standing behind her wondering how to open and Sweden reaches up and slightly tugs on her hair. She turns around and looks at all of us... She kind-of locks eyes with me, and so I smile. She gives a tiny smile and turns away. Now, I don't like using gimmicks like that to open girls. It's too playful for me. But since she thinks I tugged her hair, I went with it.

PS: Hey, there was a bug in your hair, the least you can do is thank me.
HBChicFlick: Oh really? Thanks then. (with a smile like, 'I'm not buying it')
Sweden: Hello, what is your name?
HBChicFlick: HBChicFlick:
Sweden: Hello, I am Sweden. You are very beautiful ChicFlick.
HBChicFlick: [turns body language away and shakes her head]
PS: [leans in and puts my mouth right by her ear] But that doesn't explain why the bugs are chasing you...
HBChicFlick: [Laughs] turns full body language to me.
PS: Hey, do you know how to dance?
HBChicFlick: I dunno, why?
PS: Well, I'm hoping to learn tonight and I think since we're friends I would feel comfortable with you teaching me.
HBChicFlick: Good one...
PS: Oh, so you think it's a line? Look I really can't dance... [start faking like I can't dance]
HBChicFlick: [Laughs] that looked good to me.
PS: Well hey, when you're tired of all the losers in there, come find me and we'll dance.
--- needless to say that never happened. You have to LEAD. If you give them the option they will not choose what you want.

I showed the guys around the club... talked with random people... Got on the big stage and danced with Sweden... (danced stupid, not sexy - but just to entertain)

I opened a group outside by saying... "hey is anyone sitting here?"

Group: No
PS: Okay cool [waving over Sweden and AFCIndia] Sweden grab that chair and pull it over.
PS [To group]: Now we are going to have a very inappropriate conversation, so please don't eavesdrop!
Group: Laugh laugh laugh...

I would go through details of how the conversation went, but it would take too long. Basically I just entertained them for about 30 minutes and then left abruptly to meet with AFCIndia and Sweden. I could've easily had the #close on any one of the three girls. I'm not going for that though, I just want to socialize man! Also, this is how I know that AFCIndia is nice... one girl mention him as... 'Oh, I can't remember his name either! The nice guy that was sitting next to you a minute ago...' Key thing - if you want to leave a memorable impression on a girl, have her spell out your name.

Girl: I can't remember your name!
PS: Oh good, I can remember yours.... __[Insert totally wrong name]___
Girl: Ugh, no way!
PS: Okay, my name is Public Service. How do you spell that?
Girl: P-U-B-L-I-C S-E-R-V-I-C-E
PS: Good, what's my name?
Girl: Public Service
PS: How do you spell it? [repeat sequence until she is JUST about to get annoyed. maybe 2-3 times...
Girl: Ugh, are we having a pop quiz later?
PS: Yeah, but don't worry you'll pass now!

After that, we went to some 'Jamaican club with lots of liquor and women.' When we get there, most of the women had just left leaving the bar owners wife and the obese bartender. Yeay. I was the only white guy - there were probably 30 Jamaican dudes... but hey, I'm from houston where ethnicity means about as much as shoe size. No one cares. Finally I drop off Sweden and AFCIndia.

I wake up this morning to realize my car has been keyed. Bless the unfortunate soul who did such a thing. It will cost me a pretty penny to fix, but it will cost him a lifetime of failure due to bad vibes.

-Public Service