Recently on Roosh’s Forum these questions were posed. Here is the Data Sheet:
Favorite Daytime Bars/Spots to chill: Under 6000 thread count Egyptian cotton sheets with a fly girl or girls. Piero Selvaggio’s Valentino’s in the Venetian. Joe’s Stone Crab in Caesars. Mario Batali’s Carnevino in The Palazzo. Emeril Lagasse’s Delmonico Steakhouse in The Venetian for a heavy lunch time, recovery-style lunch.
Favorite Restaurant with a bar for dinner: Thomas Keller’s Bouchon in The Venetian is numero uno and the most multi-purpose: Dolo dining, getting ready for the night with a running partner, con crew, or with a fly girl. I have done them all numerous times and Bouchon never disappoints. Followed by Alessandro Stratta’s Alex in Wynn (full go-off only). Paul Bartolotta’s Bartolotta in Wynn (great bar for some seafood apps and cocktail, solo, with running partner or biz meetings). Daniel Boulud’s Daniel Boulud (full meal or drinks and food at the bar Dolo).
Other restaurants of note: AquaKnox in Venetian (Oysters and Cocktail with running partner to warm up and get your stories straight for the evening), Mix in The Hotel (Dinner with fly girl). SW Steakhouse in Wynn (for big biz deals).
Favorite Buffet: Never been.
Favorite Casino with a pool: Don’t do the pool thing. Either I am asleep, or making moves.
Favorite Casino for gambling: Wynn, The Venetian.
Favorite Casino for staying: Wynn, The Venetian or The Hotel in Mandalay Bay.
Favorite Strip club: Spearmint Rhino is really all you need to know, although Sapphire, Treasures, Club Paradise, and Rick’s all have their merits (I might be missing a few here). And by “merits” I mean fly girls to swoop. Hell, I even had a Magical Night in Little Darlings once. But that was a different era. Scores was pretty legit but closed.
Any other spots to meet ladies: Not sure about “ladies” but for fly girls, Forum Shops at Caesars Palace during the day. Or catching girls on the fly on the casino floor. Ocular bar in the Venetian. Parasol Down in Wynn.
Best places to meet Exotic Dancers after work: The Peppermill for grinds. Some other grind spot that I always forget the name of even though I have been there at least 40 times with Exotic Dancers. Parasol Up in Wynn. Ocular bar in Venetian.
Q: What would you like people to think about you when your gone?
Muhammad Ali: He took a few cups of love. He took one table spoon of patience. One table spoon, tea-spoon of generosity. He took a few cups of love. He took one table spoon of patience. One table spoon, tea-spoon of generosity. One pint of kindness. He took one quart of laughter. One pinch of concern. And then he mixed willingness with happiness. He added lots of faith. And he stirred it up well. Then he spread it over a span of a lifetime. And he served it to each and every deserving person he met.
Smooth. Couldn’t have said it better myself.
A little over 47 years ago to the day, Muhammad Ali got off the canvas to wax England’s Henry Cooper. In his next fight, he would defeat Sonny Liston for The World Heavyweight Title in Ring Magazine’s 1964 Fight of the Year. Boxing, and the World, would never be the same.
Montreal or Toronto
Paris and or French beaches
Baranquilla and or Medellin, possibly Bogota
Estonia, Latvia, Lithuania possibly Finland
Republica Dominicana or Panama
Running up the scoreboard, bringing chaos to rival playas, puffing grits all day, spreading love, its The G Manifesto way.
I have mentioned on here before that I have really been getting my box on real heavy lately and in addition, I have been watching a lot of old fight tape. Especially, one of my favorites when I was a young cub, Aaron “The Hawk” Pryor.
Many people think that there is no father to Manny Pacquiao’s style. That’s false.
Aaron Pryor fought very much the same as Pac-Man with his awkward skill, blazing hand and foot speed, semi-reckless aggression and crazy angles in his combination punching. I have always used a similar approach of controlled mayhem in regards to nightlife and swooping fly girls.
Check it:
Aaron Pryor – HAWK TIME (highlights)
His fights with the late, great Nicaraguan, Alexis Arguello, were the stuff violent dreams are made of.
The Hawk
The Hawk, always a sharp dresser and heavy partyer, had his career derailed with heavy drug use. But that happens to the best of us.
Check Aaron Pryor VS Alexis Arguello I
Who would win if Aaron Pryor and Manny Pacquiao fought?
Latinas are a different breed of woman. Latin culture is very macho, the women are very feminine, bubbly, and male and female roles in Latin culture are more strictly defined and understood than what you are use to when dealing with 100% American women.
It’s hard to box all Latin women into generalizations because there are so many different types of Latin Women. You have the Latin women who grew up in your own country (most likely the U.S.A), who may have a mixed upbringing and with mixed Latino-American culture. You have newly arrived Latinas who grew up in Latin America and are in your back yard to visit. And even within Latin America, you have for example the white Argentine women of Buenos Aires who are notoriously tough to seduce, the more easy going Caribbean women who know how, and love to dance to just about anything, and you have more reserved, Latin women of the Andean regions of Latin America. Despite all these differences, if I had to pick the top five factors that will most likely be factors when trying to swoop Latin women, I’d go with this list:
#1: Leading
Machismo is very much alive in Latin America, although the level of this Machismo ranges throughout countries and regions. In general, Latin men are expected to be the bread winners. Men are expected to take charge and lead the interactions. This applies to mixed groups but also to one on one interaction. If a group of men and women go out in Latin America, the men usually chip in for the drinks. The men pick the location and decide where to go and what to do.
In fact, this is so much ingrained in the culture that if you don’t do this, the women will think you’re weak. When I first started traveling and dating women raised in Latin America I actually had women tell me “You’re the man, you’re supposed to decide what were going to do and where to go.” I didn’t just hear it from one woman; I heard it many times before it went through my thick skull. Latin women like to feel that they are with a man that can protect her, get sh*t done, and knows how to take care of things.
So when you’re trying to swoop those fly Latin mamis, remember, don’t be afraid to make the decisions, don’t supplicate, lead through the whole interaction, if something doesn’t go well take responsibility for it, take a deep breath, grab your balls and be the f*cking man.
#2: Language
There’s nothing better than surprising a Latin with even just a few words in her language. The truth is most Americans are too lazy to learn a new language. And since English is the most popular language on the planet, there’s very little incentive to learn a new one. But if you want to get “in” with the Latin women while you’re swooping them, you need to get down at least a few key phrases.
Learning a few words of phrases will help out with Latin women who know English, but if you’re trying to swoop Latin women in Latin America on their own turf, you’re going to need some fluency in most cases. The good news is that there are only two languages spoken throughout all of Latin America. And the even better news is that those two languages are very similar to each other: Spanish and Portuguese.
If you want to go to Brazil, and swoop some fly Brazileiras learn Portuguese. If you want to swoop Latin women anywhere else in Latin America learn Spanish.
You don’t need to become an expert, just get some conversational fluency and you’re all set.
#3 Dancing
Not all Latin women know how to dance, but it’s one of the biggest aspects of Latin Culture. Latinas almost go hand in hand with music and dance, especially if you’re talking about some of the most popular destinations like Puerto Rico, Dominican Republic, Colombia, Brazil, Costa Rica, and Cuba.
Being an American you get a lot more points if you know just the basics.
Also, Latin dances let you get up close and touching even if you just met. Most Latin dances involve hand clasping and an a light embrace which lets you get right up close, exactly where you want to be for the swoop.
Besides the touching and the points you get for knowing how to dance, taking a girl out to dance in Latin clubs and all over Latin America is a great opener, it’s easy and if you hit any bar or club in Latin America your chances of getting shot down are almost zero. Clubs in the U.S. are a bit different, but it’s still really easy to go up to a fly Latina, extend your hand with a smile and tell her “vamos a bailar.”
#4 Looks:
This last one is very touchy and you won’t hear it much from anyone else but it’s the truth. Latin women are in some ways very superficial and looks is one of those areas that can either make or break you. Latin women are the same when it comes to other women in the fact that they like guys who are in shape, lean, muscular etc. Tall guys will also do better. If you’re lean, in shape, dress sharp, and are tall then you have good chances of swooping lots of Latin women.
But the one factor that you cannot control that influences your chances greatly is RACE. The truth is that decent looking Caucasian men have an advantage over all other races in Latin America. The reason for this is that ever since the colonization of Latin America, the ruling class, wealthy and elite in Latin America have been of white European decent. Even to this day, if you go to the poor parts of any Latin city you’ll see a more black and Mestizo population. If you go to the rich parts of town, you’ll see more people that fit a Caucasian description.
If you’re white, Latinas will generally be more attracted to you because of this. Unfortunately the other side of this coin is that black men and men with Mestizo or indigenous features will experience less of this initial physical attraction from Latinas.
Although white guys have the upper hand with many Latinas there are certain regions, cities, and places in Latin America where this isn’t as much of an issue. If you’re white you can go to pretty much anywhere but if you’re black I’d suggest going to coastal cities which usually have a much more diverse population. Also try sticking to Caribbean countries and Brazil.
#5 Financial Stability:
When it comes to swooping Latinas there’s one last thing I’d list in the top five factors and that would be your financial stability. Latin America is a region of the world that has one of the highest income disparities in the whole world. This means that a very few people hold most of the wealth and everyone else gets by on very little.
Because of this Latin women who grew up in Latin America either directly experienced these economic limitations or have family who has. Even Latin women who live in your back yard probably have family back in Latin America with economic limitations.
Because of this, Latinas value economic stability a lot more than most western women. But this doesn’t mean you have to wine and dine her. All a Latina needs to know is that you can handle your finances. If you’re in the U.S. you might need a bit more to show this, but if you’re in Latin America, just the fact that you had enough to buy your plane ticket to Latin America already shows you have some kind of financial stability.
So don’t get me wrong on this. You only need to show that you can handle your finances and not necessarily wine and dine the Latina you’re swopping.
The Final Swoop:
So to sum it all up. Be a man and lead your Latina through the swoop. Learn some Spanish or Portuguese. Learn some Latin dance moves, in fact get a Latina to teach you! If you’re a decent looking white guy you have an advantage with many Latinas but this isn’t make or break if you can compensate with some game and can handle the other factors. Show your financial stability, but you don’t have to spend a lot to do this, especially if you’re in Latin America.
Now, look, I have had dope rides in my day; a mint 1963 Lincoln Continental with Suicide Doors (and I don’t mean Suits VS SuicideGirls, either), a 72 Cadillac Coupe DeVille and a 2005 Cadillac DeVille (in 2005) so I am up on what I am putting down. And I can tell you that the lion’s share of the attention you get from dope rides is from guys not girls. Usually it is some skippy “congratulating” on how “sick” you ride is followed by tales of how they “used to own” a dope ride similar. Sh*t gets tired real quick.
If you think having a dope ride will get girls stepping to you, you are in for a surprise. Even in Southern California.
Doubt me?
Next time you see a Ferrari roll by, 99 times out of 100 you are going to see it with some solo dude or some cat and his weesh buddy. Rarely if ever will you see it with a fly girl attached.
Ferrari’s and other rides at that price point simply aren’t with it in regards to swooping girls. Hell, you would need to swoop like 30,000 girls to even make it pencil out. A highly unlikely occurrence, even for the most G of International Playboys.
Another word on Ferrari’s: max you can only fit one or two girls inside. Personally, I like rides that you can fit three or four girls in, hence the need for a Lac.
Hell, when I was a young up and coming Playboy on the rise, I drove a Ford truck (mostly for low-profile purposes). Granted, I was in my heavy “transport” days and uncrowded point breaks in Norte Baja days but I still peeled fly girls like a fresh Papaya in Panama.
So what do I do these days?
Truth be told, I don’t drive much anymore. I am usually waxing too much of a headbuzz and driving is the easiest way to get yourself caught up in the “Shitstem”. Nowadays, I mostly spend my time traveling, primarily in cities where having a car is more hassle than it’s worth.
Now I never get parking tickets, get towed, get DUI’s, get busted with 100 lbs of grass in the trunk or have to pay for car washes, oil changes, new alternators, or gasoline.
If I do need a ride, I have drivers on call. My cell is literally full of town car drivers and cab drivers. In fact, the only thing I have more of in my cell, is numbers of fly girls.
Fighting for his father, who died in January, for his legion of Puerto Rican fans and for his continued standing among boxing’s elite, Miguel Cotto won the first main-event bout at the new Yankee Stadium on Saturday night and handed Yuri Foreman his first loss.
In front of 20,272 fans, victory came in a fashion both decisive and bizarre.
Cotto (35-2) compiled what his trainer called “the perfect fight,” but triumphed in large part because Foreman (28-1) slipped in the seventh round and limped the rest of the bout.
The referee stopped the fight 42 seconds into the ninth round. Cotto secured the World Boxing Association’s super welterweight belt and his fourth championship. Foreman was not lacking courage, fighting and limping, slipping and punching, until the end.
Many people are saying that because Foreman’s knee gave out that there are many questions left unanswered by the Cotto win. For me, and anyone that really knows boxing, the question is answered. Bottom line, Foreman got broken down. It doesn’t matter if it is a knee, the body or the chin. Broken down is broken down.
And I have always had an affinity for fights that end with left hooks to the body.
Still, this was one of those rare occasions when both fighters stock when up after the fight.
Foreman showed tons of heart in his loss. And very courageously, twice did not take the 5 minute break he could have. For anyone that doesn’t think there have been good Jewish boxers in the past, see: Abe Attell (Arnold “The Brain” Rothstein’s friend), Jack Kid Berg, Battling Levinsky, Maxie “Slapsie Maxie” Rosenbloom, Maxie Berger and of course the great Benny “Ghetto Wizard” Leonard, among others.
Cotto on the other hand remains one of boxing’s greatest attractions. He always has very exciting fights, win or lose. I think part of the appeal of Cotto is that it almost seems like disaster is always right around the corner for him. Sort of Gatti-esque.
The sad thing about Cotto is that it does seem like the Margarito fight and possibly loaded gloves took something out of him. We may never know how great he could have been.
I just came across this poem by Robert W. Service called “The Men That Don’t Fit In”. My Grandfather, like many Irishmen, used to recite this poem to me, among others, when I was a young cub. Check it:
There’s a race of men that don’t fit in,
A race that can’t stay still;
So they break the hearts of kith and kin,
And they roam the world at will.
They range the field and they rove the flood,
And they climb the mountain’s crest;
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.
If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they’re always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new.
They say: “Could I find my proper groove,
What a deep mark I would make!”
So they chop and change, and each fresh move
Is only a fresh mistake.
And each forgets, as he strips and runs
With a brilliant, fitful pace,
It’s the steady, quiet, plodding ones
Who win in the lifelong race.
And each forgets that his youth has fled,
Forgets that his prime is past,
Till he stands one day, with a hope that’s dead,
In the glare of the truth at last.
He has failed, he has failed; he has missed his chance;
He has just done things by half.
Life’s been a jolly good joke on him,
And now is the time to laugh.
Ha, ha! He is one of the Legion Lost;
He was never meant to win;
He’s a rolling stone, and it’s bred in the bone;
He’s a man who won’t fit in.
An unfriendly operating climate has taken its toll on another downtown San Diego hotel property — the latest of more than 30 in the region and 400 statewide to enter some stage of default.
Operators of the 184-room Sè San Diego hotel, an upscale boutique property at 1047 Fifth Ave. that opened in 2008, confirm that the hotel’s lender, a German bank, has filed a notice of default in connection with a $72.9 million construction loan. Such notice is the initial step in a foreclosure process.
