Hi! My Name is Tynan...

I'm an egomaniac vegan pickup artist who sold everything and is traveling around the world. I generally do whatever I want whenever I want, even when I'm pretty sure it's a bad idea. I like singing gangsta rap, writing, working out, working on my business, traveling, and finding adventure. I always wear a sequinned hat with stars on it.

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Archive: The Ladies

Hanging Out With Tynan’s Angels

Ok, so I hung out with Cristina and Evan the other night and wrote about it, but not here. To read of our magical adventures, go to Tynan’s Angels, which is the greatest site in the land, other than perhaps this site.

Tynan’s Angels

Ok, guys. I have a good one for you. I should be sleeping right now, but I was hanging out with one of the Angels until 5am, and then for some reason I went back to work after that. Now it’s 8am and I can’t fall asleep.

So, who are Tynan’s Angels? A fine question, my fine feathered friend.

About a month ago I was sitting around bored. My new job (sorry, too tired to find the link.) is cool, but there are no lady-types there. I also miss the pickup business, but have no desire to make another pickup workshop clone. It’s been done.

Then it came to me - what if I started a business where Actual Real Live Girls ™ gave pickup advice to guys? And not that typical “buy her flowers and she’ll love you forever” crap, but the blunt and honest advice that you actually want. I whipped up a site and began posting ads to find the talent.

I got a lot of replies to my ads, and I spent about a month interviewing the girls over e-mail. Finally I met up with the few who were left, and chose three of them. All three were really cool people, very attractive, and excited about the project.

Finally I got them on the site and they’ve started posting. I didn’t know what to expect, but I have been blown away. Their posts are incredibly insightful and entertaining. I’m delighted with the girls I chose, and I’m looking forward to building the best dating / pickup advice set ever.

I haven’t announced the site to the pickup community yet, but you can check out a sneak preview at www.TynansAngels.com. Do me a favor and leave some comments on their posts - this is new for them too, and I’m sure they’d love the feedback!

Mystery’s Song

I’m on my way to Maine this afternoon, which means I’ve been too busy packing and stuff to write a good post. Oh well - happens to the best of them.

A few people have recently asked about the song I made for Mystery, so I thought I’d post it so that people can rock out appropriately over the weekend.

Click here to hear Mystery’s Song

I heard that he actually has this on an mp3 player and plays it for girls in the field… pretty funny. I don’t know if a lot of it will make sense to people who don’t know Mystery or haven’t read The Game, but you can pretend.

Anyway… off to Maine now. I’ll write out some good stories on the plane. Here’s what’s coming up soon :

  • A big announcement next week
  • A story involving elevator shafts, near death, and death defying escape
  • The story of the running bets
  • Climbing a radio tower

    Have a great weekend, and if you’re looking for something interesting to read, check out Pissed and Petty. The story about swimming in the pond is pretty hilarious.

  • Random Gifts

    I woke up and stumbled to the front door to check for packages. I wasn’t really expecting one, but you can never be too sure. To my surprise there was a small brown box waiting on the doorstep for me. What had I ordered? I couldn’t remember. I walked back inside and tore the package open.

    Inside was a book and a board game. Not just any book and board game, though - they were abominations thrust in in front of my virgin eyes. The game was called A Hot Affair and the book was Penthouse: Naughty by Nature: Female Readers\’ Sexy Letters to Penthouse. Confused, I check the shipping address. Sure enough they weren’t meant for me.

    They were my neighbor’s.

    I still haven’t returned them. Any ideas on fun ways to do it? If someone comes up with something interesting I will do it and video it.

    A guy named Zachary Bleu recently started a blog. Like any smart blogger, he linked to Better than your Boyfriend. Through the magic of science and the internet I can see all the sites who link to me, so I always check them out. I need to make sure no one is besmirching my good name! I think his focus is going to be his upcoming transition to polyphasic sleep, but he had one post about ambigrams. For those of you who haven’t read Angels & Demons (instant review : written by Dan Brown, author of The Da Vinci Code - read it!), an ambigram is a word drawn so that it looks the same upside down. After reading Angels and Demons, I spent a good amount of time trying to make one with my name. It wasn’t easy, and the results weren’t good.

    I commented on the ambigram post on Zachary’s Blog, and I was surprised when he IMed me the next day with a link to an ambigram he made for me!


    How cool is that? I’ve always wanted a good ambigram of my name and now I have one! I had the daring and bold idea to make business cards with it in the middle. Kristen suggested getting tattoo with it. You never know… I’m crrrazy like that! Thanks again Zachary!

    Yesterday on the way to work I stopped by my mailbox. I have no idea why I can’t just have my own mailbox on my property like people have had for millions of years, but in my subdivision we have these stupid communal mailboxes. Because of the added hassle of finding the key (who is going to steal my mail, seriously?) and walking down to the mailbox, I don’t check my mail more than once or twice a week.I sifted through the tall stack of mail. Bills, checks, magazines, and tons of advertisements for crap I don’t want. As I neared the bottom of the stack a small envelope caught my eye. It was addressed to “Black Tie”, my rap name. The return address was just a smiley face. Strange.

    I turned it around and on the back was a lipstick kiss mark over the seal of the envelope. A lady!

    I carefully opened the envelope, but there was no letter inside. Just a sticker that said “I’m famous / you just don’t know it yet”. I laughed.

    How did she get my address? It’s not like it’s some huge secret - there ARE ways to figure it out. That takes effort, though. The postmark was from New Jersey and I don’t really know anyone in New Jersey other than my aunt (pronounced Auuuunt), uncle, and little cousins. Maybe I should be creeped out or something, but I think it’s awesome. Steve said the other day “Tynan, I don’t know anyone who needs attention as much as you do.” I don’t know about NEED, but I certainly do appreciate it. So thanks mystery woman.

    For your viewing / sleuthing pleasure, here are pictures of the fan mail :

    A Pickup Interview

    Recently Donovan over at Attraction Chronicles interviewed me. People here are always asking me to post pickup related stuff, but I tend to stay away from it in general. So if you’re one of those people, you can read the interview.

    It has a couple stories from the field, as well as some advice and back story on my involvement in the pickup community. Right now the most popular outgoing link from Donovan’s site is the link to my page, so if you are one of the people who found me from there, bookmark the site and check out my story about how I got into pickup. If you read The Game, then it’s basically a prequel to my part of the story.

    I actually got an article out every single day this week, and I still have a couple left to publish I think. Also I’m going to Maine this weekend so I’ll be writing a few more stories while I’m on the plane. Have a great weekend and remember : only YOU can prevent monkey smuggling.

    New Site Design and a Rumor

    The new site design is here! Rejoice! It’s not totally done yet, but I think it’s fully functional. I put all the ads back in, and I think that they blend with the site design well enough to not be a pain. I personally use firefox with adblock so that I don’t have to see ads, so if they bug you - try that. I made the whole design myself including the html, css, and graphics. However, I stole the comments part from Fahlstad. He makes the best freely available wordpress templates, so check him out if you need one. I’ll be replacing most of his comments code with my own soon.
    I’ve been staying up incredibly late, going into the office at night, and working at home as well. I like working when there are other people around, plus I have phone calls to make tomorrow, so I’m going to wake up earlier and get back in the habit of working when other people are.

    Today Terri, the only female employee in the Austin office at the moment, came up to me as I was trying to fax something.

    “Tynan… I heard a rumor about you.”

    Oh crap, I thought. My brain scanned through every grey area I’ve ventured into. What did she know about? More importantly - what didn’t I want her to know? I couldn’t think of anything, which seemed scary.

    “When you were in San Francisco… well…”

    That narrowed down my problem. What happened in San Francisco? I tried to get onto the roof of a hotel. That’s hardly bad at all. Did I inadvertantly do something inappropriate that other people were talking about?

    “I heard that girls were flocking to you left and right.”

    Huh? I don’t think that actually happened. There were two random girls that I talked to while I was there. Does that count as flocking? Oh well - you can’t complain having rumors flying around the office like that. I guess it would help if there were some ladies around the office to hear them.

    I’ve done two interviews this month (see how casually I say it? It makes it sound like I ALWAYS do interviews). One was with Men’s Health UK and the other is for a seduction blog. I’ll post links / text when they’re published.

    Hmm. I think I need to find a girlfriend.

    New Song Draft

    Working on a new song - the BetterThanYourBoyfriend.com theme song (try rhyming that). I have a really exciting guest artist who is going to do the last verse, but I figured it might take me a long time to get him to finish his part, so here it is for your listening pleasure : Better Than Your Boyfriend.

    Feedback (negative and positive) is greatly appreciated. I listen to my songs so many times in a row that I can’t tell if they’re good, bad, and specifically what needs work. A few parts don’t have the best enunciation, but that will be fixed later, and the end trails off because I haven’t finished the verse.

    Why Taryn is Better Than Your Girlfriend

    I want to make something clear. Crystal clear. I am in no way obligated to write this post, and it’s not being written under duress. And also Taryn totally didn’t hold a knife against my throat today. Or any other day. That never happened. With that in mind, I present to you the top 5 reasons Taryn is better than your girlfriend.

    Number 5 - She cleaned my kitchen! I thought that this was impossible. I’d made two solid attempts, and while I did chip away at the skyscrapers of pots and pans, more took their places later. In about an hour or so, she totally cleaned it and it now looks fantastic.

    Number 4- She did a crapload of laundry (dammit! I forgot to hang up that last load - I TOLD YOU!). Now for those of you who know me in real life, you can stop wondering why I keep wearing the same shirt every other day. For those of you who know me REALLY well in real life, you can stop wondering why I’m wearing the same underwear every day.

    Number 3- Two manicures in 8 days! The silver nails are back and I’m psyched about it. She does a really good job too. The first manicure even involved a hand massage, which was really pleasant.

    Number 2- I have someone to watch the O.C. with! My friends are generally individuals with excellent taste. However, none of them like the O.C. except for my brother Devon. There’s nothing sadder than me lying in the theater alone sobbing because Marissa and Ryan broke up again. Man… I get all misty just thinking about it.

    Number 1- Not to be anticlimatic or anything, but I can’t think of any more reasons. Taryn’s a cool girl with some hardcore looking tattoos, but really she’s just a teddy bear. She lied about getting in a knife fight and I totally believed her. Maybe that’s reason number one.

    Anyway, she’s moving to New York and wants a live in boyfriend. I’ll vouch for her being awesome at cleaning and stuff, and I’m sure she’s a demon in the sack as well. How can you go wrong with that? If you’re in New York and can make a mess for her to clean, comment and she’ll get in touch with you maybe.

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