My friend housemate Robusto is getting off his lazy fat arse and teaching a few bootcamps this month in London, inbetween stuffing lots of pies down his neck. They follow the usual format – lectures, daygame / nightgame infields – over a weekend. I am not personally involved in these ones because unlike Robusto I’m not a penniless scrounging Aussie, so I’ll be on holiday in the Land of Beautiful Women.

However, Robusto adheres to all the same concepts and principles I do and his daygame in particular is just like mine. I also vouch for his ability and personal integrity. Go have a look here.

Just make sure you hide your money under the soap.

I’ve been dicking around on a Russian dating site recently filtering for the ones who live near London. Just a way of occupying my time for an hour while I wait for Jambone to wake up and drive us to LeMans. Here’s a few of the exchanges. Now, I’m not holding this up as an example of excellent online game – it’s just some fun. All the girls are stunningly hot.

A sex maniac, this morning

I sent out ten mails, and got 4 chats like this. Will wait an see if anything comes of it. Here’s another girl who I’d put at a high 8 / low 9.

They are everywhere

The San Diego bootcamp on 17th/18th December is now sold out. Those of you who missed out – don’t worry – Toe and I can always be turned if our mouths are stuffed with gold. Therefore we will do an additional bootcamp there the weekend before, being Saturday 10th / Sunday 11th. Same deal (7 hours per day instruction including lengthy infield) and same price ($500 per head).

email me at krauser[at]rocksolidgame[dot]co[dot]uk

I’m whoring myself out for the price of a tequila shot and beach hut by the pacific. Regular readers will be aware of my compadre / housemate / wing Toe who has set himself the unlikely task of collecting fifty flags from fifty sluts. He’s decided to maximise his odds by travelling through Central America for six months beginning next month. He’s convinced me to spend a month in Mexico sitting on a beach and sweeping up the ho train of yankee sluts who pass through.

However we’ll begin with a fundraising fortnight on the west coast of the US. We’ll be in the following cities on the following dates:

Los Angeles 3-4 December

San Francisco 10-11 December

San Diego – 17-18 December

I expect it to look like this

Should you wish to pay for the pleasure of our company, this is what we offer on each weekend:

• Seven hours per day direct instruction. At least four hours each day will be infield, picking up girls
• Step-by-step video analysis of never-seen-before infields Toe and I have shot
• Theoretical explanation of each stage in the pickup: what to say, when to say it
• Direct street stops, indirect mall / cafe pickups
• Tailored personal advice on maximising your strengths and ass-raping your weaknesses
• It’ll be Toe and myself. We aren’t delegating this to shitty approach coaches.
• The most dedicated student of the weekend gets a free copy of my book and an extra hour’s debrief.

I heard they look like this

The price is $500 USD and we will limit the bootcamps to 5 students per bootcamp. Contact me on krauser[at]rocksolidgame[dot]co[dot]uk. Learn to do daygame the real way, like a real man. Never again will you be asking for directions to Starbucks or showing unusual interest in the technical aspects of a girl’s laptop….

* I’ll also be doing a few ad-hoc 1-on-1s midweek. Usual rates.

Here’s a bit of fun from last month’s venture in Norway. Rain stopped play for much of the trip but we got a few dirty sets in. This is a number / facebook of a delightful Polish chick on her way to meet her boyfriend. Didn’t go anywhere that week but we are still chatting, so it’s on the backburner. Live commentary from Toe and Rocky. That’s me in set at the bottom of the frame, just across the road.

I noticed in my WordPress analytics lots of people are finding my site by googling “Daygame Nitro torrent”. You cheeky cunts. That’s precisely why there’s no ebook version.

I’ve never paid any attention to flags. I just wasn’t comfortable about objectifying women, treating them as objects, reducing them down to another member of a foreign tribe. Hang on, that’s not right. No, my woeful disinterest in flag-rousting comes from my goals for game and the things I like about women. Specifically:

• I am strongly attracted to girls from a limited geographical / ethnic range and completely unattracted to girls from outside that. I adore Portuguese, Spanish, Japanese, Thai, Brazilian, Colombian, Russian, Lithuanian, Latvian, Croatian, Nigerian, Tunisian, Turkish and Italian girls. All the rest can go piss up a rope for all I care and thus I’d derive little pleasure from capturing Mongolian or Scottish flags.
• All I really care about in a woman is what I see standing in front of me. I don’t give a flying fuck about her nationality, her resume, her life achievements, her social class etc. She stands or falls in my eyes by what she can show me about herself in the interaction we are having. External props mean nothing except as a story. The above-mentioned countries count to me because of the ethnic flavour and mannerisms.
• I don’t fuck girls for the story, generally. I want to enjoy the experience of chasing and nailing her, not of telling a wacky tale later to my friends when drunk.

So this blog will not be turning into a 50 Flags. That’s Burto’s thing and he’s progressing nicely with it. However, I was just checking out Wonka’s stats and it got me thinking how many flags I do have. Here we go:

Pre-game
– English only until I graduated
– Japanese (many times)

New game flags
– Nigerian (but English-raised)
– Romanian
– Thai
– Libyan
– Tunisian (but French-raised)
– Turkish
– Kazhak
– Polish
– Dutch
– Croatian
– Australian (does this even count?)
– Lithuanian
– Latvian
– Uzbeki (but culturally Russian)
– Brazilian

Updated

• Canadian
• Russian
• Estonian
• Spanish
• Italian
• Norwegian
• Chinese
• Bosnian
• Czech

Girls I’ve put my cock into but not legitimately fucked: Greek, Azerbajhani, Somali. Looking at that list it would seem I’m an unacknowledged flagger – 26 lifetime flags, 24 from game, 13 in the last twelve months. And I’m going to Estonia soon. Now wouldn’t it be awesome to beat Burto to 50 Flags without actually trying?

Yes, my daygame book is finally finished. It runs to 35,000 words fleshing out my daygame model and the belief system that underlies it. I’ve got the draft in peer-review with some top fellow daygamers and I expect to have it ready to print within a fortnight.

All except a cover.

Well, I could easily design some functional cover. But I want a badass one. So I’m opening this up to my readership. If any of you are decent graphic designers and want to take centre stage on my book, let me know. I need the cover ready in a fortnight for a hardback 10.75 x 8.25 inch book. Front and back (separate images, don’t need a spine or wraparound).

In return you get a credit on the cover and inside, two free copies, and my gratitude. If you are able to get to London I’ll give you three hours one-on-one, if you prefer. Email me at krauser[at]rocksolidgame[dot]co[dot]uk

Here’s another vignette. This 19 yr old Italian was a simple indirect group set in Newcastle last year. Her English isn’t so good and she’s back in Italy. No problem. I just want her on my radar and gradually long game her. Here’s a sample of what happens. It’s midnight and she sees me online, opening me with….

Pending

Her: i’m drunkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
Me: :O    what are you wearing?
Her: mmmh….    i don’t remember in english
Me: do Italian, I’ll translate in Google 🙂
Her: la giacca! 🙂 sono appena arrivata a casa!
Me: ah, jacket    How do you feel?
Her: i don’t know    my god
Me: 😀
Her: i go to my sweeeeeeeeeeeet bed    goooooooood night dear
Me: sleep well darlin [her name] 🙂
Her: you too

I’ll not read too much into it. It just confirms I’m on her romantic radar.

It’s Saturday night in Lithuania and I’m drunk. Jimmy and I get separated in a bar as he gets dragged off to a nightclub while I’m in a set. He texts me where he’s headed then gets lost so I actually get there before him. He’s twenty minutes away. Bugger.

So I’m sitting in a nightclub by myself and don’t know anyone. Our whole nightclub method relies on building initial value with the wing. I find a quiet corner bar where few people will notice me and then nurse a drink, trying to stem the loss of value bleeding out of me. To entertain myself in the interim I start texting a bunch of girls. Here’s two of the chats.

I’m in a prime douchebag mood and I use these text exchanges to raise my state. I’m deliberately playing a character and hoping the girls see that and don’t take my messages to heart. My only rule is to keep pushing the envelope further and further till I get a strong genuine “back off” signal. I’ve kept the spelling and grammatical errors as it’s an important part of the “I’m drunk and don’t give a fuck” vibe.

This was just a bit of fun, to fill a gap in the night. I’m not holding it up as an example of “good text game”. I rarely text in this style. First girl is a 19 yr old student I opened in Camden and haven’t gotten onto a date but she responds to my texts despite having a new boyfriend. Second girl is in Lithuania and I’ve already banged her several times.

Me – In Lirghunia, can see two of evertgibng
Her – riiightt
Me – Means what exactly?? are you tewsing me
Her – Sorry? You always drunk text me… not cool
Me – Not true. 100 percent [her name] bullsheet. Drunk now but not always
Her – You drunk text me before, leave me alone
Me – Eh? What? You’re not some softy
Her – No i dont take shit from middle aged men
Me – That’s pretty mean that is. Like a dagger through my heart
Her – Cool. Have a good life
Me – Damn that’s harsh. Can I hire you to attack my enemies?
Her – Sure… yeah heres my new number [some number] text me on that and ill reply there
Me – Dunno what to do woth that. My brain isn’t 100 pect now. You being mean girl or nice girl? I prefer nice girl
Her – Oops im being mean
Me – I’m so judging you right now. I liked yoyu too. Was the red hair and cute smile
Her – I really dont care what people think of me, judging is for those less than comfortable with themselves Yeahh my boyfriend loves it too
Me – Because trying to get a rise is so immature?
Her – Rise? Nope immature doesnt come into it, you asking me out though, is juat weird
Me – You have a boyfriend? Sure, smelly. You just jel cos I iz in foreign lands
Her – are you kidding? You cunt this is costing me loads… dont text me again
Me – Students! go smash a window
Her – I will ill make sure its yours
Me – You’re such a fucking bitch. I need to introspect on why I like you

Me – I’m shitfaced
Her – What’s up, Nick?
Me – In [club]. Lost Jimmy. Can see two of everything
Her – Nick, go home, you are drunk. why do you text me then? I can not help you now, because I’m not there
Me – Hahaha i’s having fun. Dunnowhy
Her – I’m glad-u have a fun time. It is strange, why you text me, you are busy probably now, there is a lot of girls
Me – Not now. Don’t like goirls anymore
Her – Haha, this is the most stupid thing about you 😀 i can not believe this.don’t u like me?!
Me – Girls are rubbish. I want safe world of playstation. No shit. Just games
Her – do u think i’m rubbish?! To hide in pc world – not for strong men. Take it easy, everything not so bad
Me – I’m gonna punch someone
Her – Stop to drink and go home to sleep, alone, otherwise, we’;; not meet tomorrow….
Me – 😀 is alright. Never twleve
Her – Or u don’t have me in your sunday plans
Me – Maybe. You gonna let me fuck you in the ass?
Her – [next day] How are u today?