If any one thing defines me, besides supreme awesomeness and authentic gangsta flavor, I’d say that it’s my materialistic bent. The fact of the matter is that I usually love buying things. I love finding the best deals, I love buying the best of things (yeah, sorry… had to put that project on hold for a minute). There have been weeks where I’ve gotten a package every single day. Check part of my intro in the game :

In his spare time - which was basically all his time - he explored caves, recorded extremely catchy rap songs, and surfed the Internet for unusual items to buy and then never use.

It’s true too. I have a $500 fountain pen. I don’t even handwrite anything ever. I have three japanese LED watches, one watch with a GPS, another that tracks my sleep patterns, another that monitors my heart, and I don’t wear a watch. I have the best toaster in the world (Dualit), the same one the queen uses. I use that a few times a year.

In my old house I converted a bedroom into an equipment room. In it is an 8′ tall rack (yeah, the kind used in server farms) with 7 computers inside it. The other wall is completely covered with shelves with tupperware boxes labeled and holding some of my unused items. There are digital cameras, computers, boxes of remote controls, miles of cables, three portable printers, etc.

This leads me to my point. Now that I’m finally selling that house I’m faced with a major task - get rid of all my stuff.

It never occurred to me before that I’d have to sell this stuff. I got used to hoarding it in my mini warehouse so that I could use each thing that one time a year that I wanted it. It was like having a mini Fry’s. If any of my friends or I needed something for our computers, chances are that I had it.

Now I’m keenly aware that I somehow have to get rid of everything I buy. Either I sell it or wait until it’s depreciated and donate it or throw it away. The few times I’ve been tempted to buy something online recently I immediately think, “Ugh… some day I’m going to have to sell that.”

Then I close the window.

You might remember that I moved about 6 months ago, but still hadn’t sold my house. As a result I took what I actually needed/wanted and left everything behind. It wasn’t intentional, I just brought stuff as I wanted it. Needless to say, the house is still full.

So now I’m selling everything. I have more than a dozen ads on craigslist. I’m trying to sell FOUR robotic lawnmowers. Seriously.

My new philosophy is that I want to have as few possessions as possible, but to have them be as high quality as possible. Getting there is basically just a process of selling off my extra stuff. I want to be as portable as possible without sacrificing functionality. I used to have over 20 computers working. Now I have one, and it’s a laptop. I even want to get rid of my clothes. I want two pairs of jeans, 7 identical t-shirts, some outerwear, my hats, and a pair of shoes. I can’t even tell you how many shoes I have. I’m not at girl level or anything, but I have at least two pairs of Ferragamo shoes I haven’t worn in a year. I’ve spent thousands of dollars on these clothes. Now I wish I just bought some black t-shirts and saved the money. That could have been a couple extra shares of Berkshire Hathaway.

When I see people buying things now, I almost cringe. I was in Best Buy getting movie theater equipment for the woman buying my house and I felt bad for everyone there. Most of them were buying crap they didn’t need. I used to read bensbargains.net and fatwallet.com several times a day. Now they’re deleted off my bookmarks. During some months in the past I’ve had $10k/mo credit card bills. I have no idea how I even spent that much. This month I think I’ve spent $700 so far, and almost all of it is advertising and setup costs for my book.

I’ve been thinking about moving to Panama recently. That thought alone makes me wish I didn’t even own a bed. Too bad the ladies frown on aerobeds (because I have two.) Some of my best times are when I travel, and I think that has a lot to do with the fact that it’s simple. I have a few very necessary possessions (laptop, phone, etc.), and no extra clutter. I bring my favorite clothes and leave the closet filler behind.

I’m a little worried that people might thing I’m turning into a Bona Fide hippie between this and the Vegan thing. If it makes you feel better, I am still hell bent on becoming a millionaire and then billionaire. I think money is the best thing in the world and I am working on making as much of it as possible. Some day when I can live off of the interest I will have a huge mansion with a warehouse with every product under the planet and a person in charge of maintaining my inventory. I’ll have a plane, a submarine, a yacht, an island, and a host of low paid help from a third world country. I can’t wait.

But until I have all that, I want to live as simply and unburdened as possible.

Hey guys. Everyone once in a while I feel the need to have one of these posts two write about little things that don’t really deserve their own posts.

First, my book is doing great! The most important thing is that people are really enjoying it and getting a lot out of it. The less glamorous side of it is that even though it’s launched, it still requires quite a bit of work. Right now I’m writing the 10 day bootcamp (you can sign up on the front page). I’ve written 7 days, so only 3 to go! I’m also writing three “special reports”, mini ebooks on some specific topics. With typical internet marketing, it’s important to have these. I don’t mind, though. I feel like there are a few things that I could have gone into more detail on, so I’m using those as topics. If you bought the book, you’ll get those as free updates. Thanks a lot to everyone who has bought the book so far!

Next, I am now #1 on google! If you search for “Tynan” I am #1 and #2! One of my life goals was to make it so that I was first for my first name on google, and I’ve done it. The best part is that you can type in “Tynan” in google, and then click “I’m feeling lucky” and it shows my page. Obviously having a unique name like “Tynan” makes things easier, but I was still up against 1.5 million other pages. A lot of the credit is due to people who link to me and have “Tynan” be the clickable text. I can see everyone who links to me and I always go check their sites. Thank you guys very much!

Despite a bit of negligence, the blog has been doing great. For over a week I was getting a couple thousand people a day through StumbleUpon, and I have more regular readers than ever. It’s really flattering that so many people read my site. To state the obvious, I made a new design which I think it’s a bit livelier than the old one. The only problem is that the pink is gone (which I know some people including me really liked). Kristen, a good friend of mine who has posted a bunch of comments before, drew the cartoon of me. I did a very bad job scanning it before, but now it looks good. If you’ve ever seen me in real life, it looks a lot like me. The other day a guy came up to my table at a restaurant and told me he read my blog and recognized the hat. How cool!

If you miss me posting all the time, you should check out the forum where I post most days. There are also a bunch of cool readers who post interesting things too. It’s one of very few sites I check all the time.

I’ve been looking at new countries to move to. I love where I live now and couldn’t imagine a cooler place, but whenever I have to move, I might try living in another country for a year. My first choice so far is to live in Panama City, Panama. I’m going to be going there for a month this year to check it out. If anyone lives there (or any other low income tax country that rocks), let me know.

I am totally loving not being employed. Every day I get to do whatever I want (as long as whatever I want involves a lot of work on my projects), and I feel so happy all the time. I guarantee you people I’ll never get a real job again. I do miss my homies at work, though! When I was reading Ben Franklin’s autobiography, one of the most interesting things I noticed is that no one really had jobs back then. People would have a trade in which they would serve as someone’s apprentice, and then open their own small business. Now almost no one does that. Interesting.

Ok guys, I’ve been a jerk. I’m free and clear from any sort of job but I work just as much as ever and haven’t been writing here often enough. At least the adsense is gone! Now the only ad is my book. I hope that I make up for it here, because I think this is one of my best stories to date. Enjoy:

Austin, Dan, and I go to play pitch and putt golf. Pitch and putt golf is golf for people like me who are bad at golf. You have two clubs: a putter and a wedge, and that’s all you need. The holes are short.

We walk up to the counter to rent our clubs and buy some balls and I notice a check taped to the glass counter. It’s for $32 and has a note attached to it.

“We accept checks, but not from John Smith, because he writes bad checks.”

Fair enough. I’m intrigued by the check for some reason.

We play our golf and as we do so I think about how cool it is that we can publicly shame people by posting their checks if they don’t honor them. Name, address, and bank account numbers are in full view. I imagine that some day soon our increasingly sanitized society won’t stand for this sort of humiliation and checks will no longer be shown in public.

I attempt to negotiate a tricky hole with a pond in the middle and manage to get two balls into the woods and one in the pond. I told you I was a bad golfer. I think about how there’s no point in posting these checks if consequences aren’t doled out because of the posting. I wonder if John Smith even knows that his check is posted.

I decide to play the part of Karma today.

After an abysmal yet thrilling 9 holes we return to the small shop and give back the clubs we rented.

“I’m going to go get your money,” I declare. I tell the lady about my thoughts on bad checks. She thinks I’m crazy, but is amused. We write down the address on the check and head out.

Dan doesn’t want any part in the madness, but Austin’s ready to roll. I’m glad to have him there. I want to do the talking, but if muscle is needed, he brings that to the table.

I think about what’s going to happen and what I’ll say. Am I about to get beaten up? I already know that I’m going to be smug and cocky, which could result in some violence thrown in my general vicinity.

He lives close by. We park a few houses down and walk up the house. It’s a small ordinary house. A window is open and the play by play of a football game makes its way through the screen. Someone’s home.

We ascend the few steps and I ring the doorbell. I’m nervous.

A 30 year old man answers. He’s bigger than me but doesn’t look like he’s inclined to beat me up.

“Hi. My name is Tynan and I just came from the pitch and putt down the street…”

I pause to see if he’s going to punch me or react in any way. He doesn’t.

“… and I couldn’t help but notice that you wrote a bad check. I came here to see what happened with that check.”

“Oh… really? For how much?” He replies. He knows.

I’ve caught him off guard. When he doesn’t kick me in the groin I realize that there’s no way he’s going to get violent. Time to step it up a notch.

“Yep. Thirty two dollars.”

“Oh… ok. What do you want me to do?”

“Well,” I reply, “I’d really love it if we could settle this today. If you can give me thirty two dollars, I’ll bring it down to the lady.”

“I don’t know if I have thirty two dollars.”

“Mmm, well… you’d better check.”

As I say these words I realize that he will never write a bad check again. He’s a deer in the headlights and couldn’t possibly feel more awkward. I’m having the time of my life.

He comes back with a handful of bills.

“I only have twenty eight. I can bring the rest by tomorrow.”

“Ok, that would be great.” I take his money. He hasn’t once asked who I am or why I’m here.

Austin can no longer remain silent, “Wow man. You’ve been really cool about this!”

I had been thinking the same thing. If someone came to my door demanding money, they’d probably be met with less manners and more gun barrels. Then again, I wouldn’t defraud a golf course.

John shrugs and mumbles something incoherent. Elated, we drive back to the golf course.

I can’t help but think at what an adventure I’d just had. That small spark of curiosity that I followed beyond my comfort zone has now led me to having a great story. The value of the unusual is brilliantly highlighted.

When we get into the shop the lady looks at us. The look in her eye suspects that we left our credit card here by accident or something. When I pull out the bundle of small bills she smiles suddenly.

“I thought you were kidding!”

“No, ma’am.”

I hand her the money, but she won’t take it.

“You can keep it as a collection fee. I’m just glad you went and talked to him.”

“No, we really can’t. We’d love to take a picture, though.”

Note: If you’re new to this site and don’t know about my history as a professional pickup artist, read this story first.

Ahoy! One of the reasons I haven’t been posting here like crazy since getting fired is that I’ve been working day and night on my new book about pickup, called Make Her Chase You. I literally work non stop until I am too hungry or tired to function, then I take a nap or eat and start again. In fact, I’ve probably been working harder recently than I ever have. It’s been fun and I am super proud of the result!

I haven’t officially launched the book yet because I’m waiting on a better payment processor. Right now it goes through paypal, which adds extra steps and is confusing to people (because it looks like you need paypal to buy it, even though you don’t). Anyway… I figure that anyone reading my site is probably smart enough to deal with the extra steps, so I’m announcing it here.

If you go to the website You’ll see that it’s super long and somewhat tacky ad copy. Unfortunately, that’s the only way to market effectively to the masses. If you don’t feel like reading it, here’s the executive summary of the book :

It’s a complete guide to becoming the most attractive person you can possibly be. I’ve tried to analyze everything I do that’s attractive to girls, including stuff I learned from master PUAs and on my own, and put it into writing using fun stories as examples. I’ve written it in the casual style I write posts here (although much better edited), and have had a dozen people read it and give me feedback which was then incorporated. A dozen people or so have bought it since I announced it early on my forums, and everyone has been absolutely raving about it (even top pickup artists). In a nutshell, it’s the book that I wish I could have read when I got into pickup.

There’s also a deluxe version (which you get offered once you click the “Yes I want to download…” button at the bottom). The deluxe version comes with a 70 minute MP3 of me picking up two girls with a friend. I pause the pickup every 30 seconds - 2 minutes or so and narrate what’s going on and why I’m saying what I’m saying. I think this gives a really great look into how pickup should actually go down. It’s mostly outside, so it’s very easy to hear me clearly.

There’s a 100 day money back guarantee. You guys know I’m pretty responsive so if you buy it and it’s not for you, just send me an e-mail through the contact link on this site and I’ll give you a refund with no problems.

Get it at MakeHerChaseYou.com

(Oh, and if anyone does read the whole web site, I’d be really interested in knowing which parts were compelling and which weren’t. I have lot to learn about copy writing.)