Not as much as the oil we are importing. In fact, not much at all.reset said:We have oil in the US, we're just not allowed to do anything with it.
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.
Not as much as the oil we are importing. In fact, not much at all.reset said:We have oil in the US, we're just not allowed to do anything with it.
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
Yeah right the oil companies need more money to add to their record billion dollar profits. What I'm saying is there is no market elasticity or whatever the term. The price isn't being set on actual supply and demand, it's being set on how high can they continuously raise it without too much backlash. As far as I'm concerned this is crooked business practice and there should be fines and rules against this price manipulation through "speculation". It's just a shell game like the housing market, and also the stock market often times is.Evzone said:I'm not quite following you. Are you suggesting that there should be some sort of transfer payment from oil companies (and however you want to define those as, whether they be exploration companies, refineries, or whatever) to subsidize the price of gasoline?
I could talk to any woman I wasn't attracted to. Charming, funny, relaxed. Then a gorgeous woman looked my way and I'd become a sweating, babbling mess.
The fix took me years to find and ten minutes to learn. Nervousness and excitement are the same physical state — pounding heart, adrenaline, flushed face. Your brain just picks the label. And you can pick a better one.
Rule 16 shows you how. You feel the nerves, relabel them as excitement, and let that energy pour out as enthusiasm. Women notice the guy radiating it. They always do.
Actually the post office is a state-owned company, but that's kinda splitting hairs.Latinoman said:What money? That's not the government money. That's the oil companies money. We don't have a state-owned company.
Ummm,,,,horses pretty much take a sh!t anyplace that they feel.Mr.Positive said:This way, all I'll need a gas station for is a place where I can stop my horse, so he can take a sh!t.
Yeah I was talking about how it was done in Saudi Arabia or some other countries where the government wastes a ton of money in subsidizing the price of gas, and they're just going to keep wasting more and more as internal and worldwide demand increases.Latinoman said:My point was "What money?" Those profits are NOT the U.S. Government profits. Those profits are the companies profits.
Dude, I mean, Dude, you can eat IT and have A good meal?Mr.Positive said:Besides, when a horse gets too old, you can eat it and have a good meal.
When a woman says it, guys hear a confession. A heads-up. A scheduling conflict.
Here's the translation: I don't feel anything. Right now. With you.
Watch what happens when a man triggers actual attraction. The busy career, the recent breakup, the "not in a place to date" — all of it evaporates instantly. The same woman who was guarding her freedom is suddenly free every night.
The "22 Rules" explain why. When the right switches flip, her timeline rearranges itself around you.
EvzoneEvzone said:even though ethanol is expensive, not energy efficient at all, and it actually pollutes quite a bit.
Along with many others. I have yet to understand this.reset said:Bush wanted to drill in Alaska, but Ed Begley Jr shed a tear.
I'm considering buying a bike for those very reasons. Upping my bad boy appeal and saving money at the same time. How cool is that? I don't know a lot about bikes but a friend who has one says he gets 70 mpg on it. I just need to make sure that my medical bills don't exceed the savings I would get from gas.MooseGod said:I'm surprised nobody mentioned motorcycles--performance, great fuel-economy, and bad-ass-ness rolled into one. Of course you have to be ever-vigilant for the idiots text-messaging people while going 80 in their big-ass SUVs and it sucks riding in the rain.
You paid for dinner. You drove. You said "whatever you want is fine" every single time. All the effort, no expectations.
And she left anyway — probably for a guy who makes her pick up the pizza.
Painful. Also predictable. Her mind quietly concludes that anything requiring zero effort from her is worth exactly zero. You became a free sample, and free samples get taken for granted.
The 22 Rules flip the dynamic. Small shifts that get her investing effort, money, and time in you — until SHE'S the one afraid of losing YOU.
That sentence contains at least five follow-up questions she WANTS you to ask. Where in Florida? What brought you here? How long have you been in the area? What do you miss? How does it compare to here?
She handed them to you on a silver platter. And you said, "Oh cool. I come here every week. I love this band. Ummm... pretty crowded tonight."
She smiled politely. Nodded. And never texted you back.
I was that guy for years. Talking too much. Listening too little. Panicking about my next sentence while she was literally feeding me the answers.
Then I found 22 rules that fixed the whole thing. Rule number one: shut up and listen. She'll tell you exactly what to say.