She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.
Yeah a friend of mine mentioned a few of those, even the alligator. Also some place called Cafe Du mondecafe Beignet. Jackson Square. French Quarter. Cemetery. Aquarium. Hurricanes. Dixie Blackened Voodoo Lager. Red beans & rice. Pirate house. Jazz. Mississippi River tour. Swamp boat. Alligator.
Go out late at night into the bayous and look for a Rougarou

She calls you when her car breaks down. When she needs help moving. When some guy she's actually dating treats her badly.
You're the listener. The reliable one. The guy who would treat her so much better, if she'd just open her eyes.
She won't. You trained her to see you as the low-effort option — the friend who requires zero risk and zero investment. Every favor dug the hole deeper.
The "22 Rules" break the pattern. You'll stop auditioning for a role she already cast and become the man she chases instead. It starts with Rule 1.

I'm back home now, but I'm rallying some guys to go there over the summer. I tried to get to the WW2 museum, but couldn't find the time (and it costs minimum 40 bucks!) I think I stumbled into the lower 9th ward while trying to get to musicians village, can't say for sure since it was nighttime and I was boozing.The Port of Call restaurant on Esplanade & Dauphine; make sure to get its famous c0cktail the Neptune Monsoon. Also the Rock 'N' Bowl on South Carrollton. And the World War II Museum. The Lower 9th Ward and adjacent St. Bernard Parish, which was Ground Zero for Hurricane Katrina (yes, it's all cleaned up now, but you can see the jack-o-lattern effect of so many houses gone). And Oak Alley & Whitney plantations up the river, the latter of which has this art exhibit:![]()
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The Musician's Village is in the Upper 9th Ward (the Industrial Canal divides the ward); while it got some flooding, it was nothing like the +12' NGVT flood in the Lower (where a lot of houses were negative NGVT).I'm back home now, but I'm rallying some guys to go there over the summer. I tried to get to the WW2 museum, but couldn't find the time (and it costs minimum 40 bucks!) I think I stumbled into the lower 9th ward while trying to get to musicians village, can't say for sure since it was nighttime and I was boozing.
I'll be sure to check it out once I go back. There are a few other spots I wanted to see, but trekking mostly solo to a lot of places was a bit daunting.The Musician's Village is in the Upper 9th Ward (the Industrial Canal divides the ward); while it got some flooding, it was nothing like the +12' NGVT flood in the Lower (where a lot of houses were negative NGVT).