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The Who's Got Game, Broad game about "Game"...

For years educational scholars have raved about the use of broad games to
reinforce information. During the mid-90’s financial gurus even pimped out the broad games ability to help you build better investment habits. (Cashflow by Robert Kiyosaki) It only stands to reason that the same concept can be leveraged to help you with your “game”. From the mind that brought you the book ‘The Game”, Neil Strauss, comes his latest tool to help you get your swagger back in check.  “Who’s Got Game?” is a broad game ($29.99 USD) that reinforces all the basic concepts from Kino escalation to rapport building. The brilliance about this, of course, is that you use a game, to game a girl while you are learning game. As it catches on with the thousand of Strauss disciples, a nature extension would be to create a phone app on, or on-line game…give me a buzz Neil, we can start working on it tonight :->

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Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com 

references: 

http://www.NeilStraussPartyGame.com

 

Resolutions, Facebook Timeline and Honoring Your Future Self by Steve Amarante

Tell me—how are those resolutions coming along? If you are like most, 30 days into the New Year and the resolutions are just an afterthought. Let’s aim on making 2012 different. Not for you, but your future you. Your future self is the dude that will look at his facebook timeline a year or two from now, wondering what happened to those resolutions; the house that was never bought, the girl that your never approached, the diet you didn’t stick too.  Resolve to have a different conversation with your future self. Indeed, easier said then done, but the collective is always more powerful then the individual, and that’s where I, we, commit to each other. As I’ve always said, this for me has always been more therapeutic then informative, for you-perhaps the inverse, nevertheless we (the collective we) remain focused on the daily, weekly, monthly and yearly goals.  I will be your motivation, teacher and guide.

The Chinese have a proverb that goes "The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The next best time is now."

We have a lot of work too do, you and I, the time to start reinventing ourselves is NOW…

 

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Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

 

Being Dumped and Honoring My Namesake…

Well it happened. It seems that no matter how much I try to make it through this manic maze we call a relationship, I’ve managed to get dumped. It wasn’t because of lack of trying, anyone that has followed my blog would testify to the “bag of tricks” I’ve tried…I preach and focus on “Keeping The Girl” just as much as “Getting The Girl”.

I got the old garden variety, but with modern twist, version of “it’s not you, it’s me”.

 “I think you’re a really wonderful man…we didn’t break up because of anything that you did at all. It was my lack of effort”.  That was her way of being nice and not burying the knife deeper, which was certainly appreciated at the moment.

After the initial fog had cleared, I craved a real reason. Something that I can learn from, anything—even the most-malicious answer would provide something to work off of, something to grow from; a tiny piece of cheese that I can apply in the next manic maze. At last, I’m left with my imagination to fill the void…

The easy thing would be to go “opposite”. Forgo the  “wonderful man” approach.  At the surface, most women, in today’s world, don’t want that type of man. Everyone knows someone (and if not several couples) in which- she, defines a loving relationships as one where he doesn’t cheat (this month), or raised his hand/voice. A relationship where the notion of “receiving flowers” is a bi-annual event, supporting career changes and family challenges are non-existent. And she stays…. no, not just stays, but in a bizzaro type of world, loves her man. Perhaps Nucky Thompson (ala: Broadwalk Empire) had it right "We all have to decide for ourselves how much sin we can live with”.

Nevertheless, just seems like too much sin, even for my agnostic self.

Instead, I’ll honor my namesake…

Unlike the rest of the males in my family (and like most Dominican families) I was given a very traditional American name. My father had an obsession with a TV show in the 70’s (I’m dating myself indeed-pun intended) called the Six Million Dollar Man. The basic premise of the show is that an astronaut was “re-built” with mechanical limbs, eyes and arms after a major accident.

Breaks up “feel” that way sometimes. 

And this will be the approach I will take.  No remorse, no anger, no vengeful plots—just singular focus…rebuilding myself, a better, more balanced Steve Austin.

Finally, to those that read my blog-- for you this might be educational, motivational, comical or instructional but for me, this blog has always been therapeutic. For reading, and listening…I thank you.

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Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

Earthquakes and Eyebrow Threading

I had an interesting conversation this morning about men and eyebrow threading. For those that don’t know about threading, in a nutshell, it’s a process in which your eyebrows are shaped up with a twisted cotton thread (ouch). It seems that eyebrow threading, for men, is catching on and it got me thinking about something…

A few years back, while conducting business in Belize, I was awake to a 7.0+ earthquake (the picture you see is in Belize the night before the earthquake). As with most earthquakes, our first instinct is often not safety, but confirmation. We required validation even in the face of such a violate- natural disaster. It’s why we all clap when one person claps upon a safe landing, it why we stand and give an ovation at the end of a good Broadway show—social creditability and social proof matters to us. 

The current men eyebrow threading “movement” is the same…

 We are not conditioned; unlike say a teenage girl, to pay attention, in such detail, to eyebrow grooming. Those men that do are doing it by choice, not conditioning. Eyebrow threading is rarely part of a boy’s upbringing (note there’s a clear distinction between hygiene grooming and threading the eyes). Those that do are trying to acquire some sort of social proof. The social proof can come in the form of fitting into a group, or trying to impress a women who tends to like men who are more on the metrosexual side, perhaps they are trying to smooth out there hardcore persona (in which case they are still trying to acquire a type of social proof).  Acceptance in the form of social proof is what they are seeking.

If we accept this as truth, how much difference is there, say, to a woman who gets breast implants, or a tummy tuck? And when you’re finishing contemplating that, think about how much breast implants use to be taboo and are pretty mainstream in today’s world. And with the on-going emasculation of men (more on this in another post), I suppose it won’t be too long before men threading there eyebrows will become the norm…Get your clippers ready.

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Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

4 Simple Resolutions To Help You Become Your BEST Self In The New Year by Steve Amarante

 

1. -- Set 3 Doctors appointment in the Month of January, one with a general physician, a dentist and an eye doctor. Ask your general physician to check your Testosterone Levels (this can be done with a simple blood test). Low “T” levels are a growing epidemic among men in the United States which can led to premature death or worse a lack luster sex drive.

2. -- Start collecting stamps. No, not postal stamps but those printed on a passport. This is about opening yourself up to the way others perceive the world. This type of exposure is priceless. If you're in America, you can simply go to most post offices with two acceptable photos of yourself, proof of U.S. citizenship, and a valid form of photo identification. You can find more information here:

http://travel.state.gov/passport

If you can’t afford to travel overseas try to at least reward yourself with a domestic getaway. It can be a simple weekend at a bed and breakfast with your gal. Any travel is better then zero travel.

10 Relationship Lessons From 2009 by Steve Amarante

1. - It’s not about just being yourself; it’s about being your BEST self

2. - Grief is the price you pay for love lost: love anyway…

3. - Women dig a guy with character, be on the lookout for opportunity to display them in her presences

4. - Just because she didn’t ask doesn’t mean she doesn’t want to know.  The “But you didn’t ask me” excuse won’t work in the new decade

5. - Today’s woman demand 3 qualities of us, we must be confident, Proactive and Direct, but if you can only be one focus on being direct.

6. - Always, always, always call a woman the day after you hook up with her even if you are never intend to speak to her again. This is less about you and more about not screwing it up for the next dude...

7. - What you look like matters less to her then how you present yourself

8. - Take genuine interest in her goals, support her in those goals and she will help you move mountains with yours

9. - Lack of money is not an excuse for a lack of creativity, alternately; creativity is not a substitute for money. Instead seek balance in today’s rocky economy; if she doesn’t understanding given the state of the world let her go.

10. - Women want to be unlocked, even the purest of pure want an adventure

 

Happy New Year!

 

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Steve Amarante

www.luvjungle.com

 

 

 

Thunderstorms Provide A Valuable Lesson In The World of Attraction by Steve Amarante

She was simply stunning. Caramel skinned, soft welcoming seductive eyes, possessing a smile that can light up a room, I was hooked.  Approaching her became a necessity not a desire. As she entered the train I can see her headed towards the only empty seat available that was coincidental next to me. Faith, serendipity, whatever you want to call it, filled with years of training, my brain quickly sprung into action, setting forth body language, opening statements, conversation hooks, movement mirroring among just a few tricks of the trade.

My Jungle: Dating A Single Mother…

All my life I’ve avoided dating single mothers. The inherited stress associated with managing the complexity of dating a single mom was always enough reason never to ask one out. In retrospect it was never the complexity that scared me away. It was a lack of maturity. See, it takes a special kind of man, a mature man, to date a single mom. Dating “Trinity” signified a rite of passage in my dating evolution. It forced me to see the raw realities of single motherhood and in the process made me a better man. Where as I would think about dinner plans she wrestled with the concept of introducing a new guy to her kid. While I was focused on seducing her to sleepover she struggled with rules about overnight stays.

My Jungle: Penile Water Boarding—Adventures With “Trinity”

I gazed at the duct tape on my side table that haunted me for the past three weeks with a sense of wonder, anticipation and excitement. Trinity had a way of making the most mundane objects extraordinarily erotic. The sudden knock on the door sent a warm arousing awareness down the center of my back. She always refused to ring the doorbell; seemingly preferring the rhythmic sound of her knuckles against the wooden panel, a sensual rhythmic sound, that foreshadowed the night to come. She bounded my wrists and ankles with the fore mentioned duct tape. The stickiness felt awkward, out of place, definitely not romantic.  As she dimmed the light it felt a bit like an interrogation. Her eyes reveled a clear path; a path who’s intent was to deliberately and systematically dismantle my personal sexual identity. She was hell bent on descending me into the proverbial sexual gutter.

MyJungle: Skip The Hand Job, Go Monkey Style

She walked thru the door wearing only a trench coat. The sounds of her 3-inch heels clicking on my crooked wooden floors echoed with seduction as she strolled in.  Trinity removed her old-school oversized Jackie Onassis sunglasses, and dangled her purse that resembled a medic bag.  As I had become accustomed- she wasted no time and headed straight to my bedroom. Her 55-year-old Peruvian babysitter was on a tight schedule, which meant that she had no time to waste.

“I missed you—so I brought duct tape”
“Duct tape?”
“Yeah duct tape…” I couldn’t make the connection --it didn’t seem logical to me, but who was I to question her.

“Let’s skip the hand job-I just got my nails done”
“Excuse me?