You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
Deflection. What about it?Oh yeah? Well, what about when the states legalize marijuana, while it's still a crime at the federal level?
Drops mic. /end thread.
You asked her if she wanted to grab coffee. Then you asked if the time worked. Then you asked if the place was okay. Then you asked if she'd prefer tea.
Four questions. Four chances for her to say no. Four signals that you're terrified of making a decision.
Plan it. Pick the place. Pick the time. Tell her where to meet you. She'll either show up or she won't.
Either way, you look like a man instead of a scared little boy.
Not much for a sense of humor, eh? Oh well.
Ashcroft v Raiche declared that handing a bag of weed to your neighbor, even if you grew it yourself and charged no money, substantially affected interstate commerce enough to be declared the jurisdiction of the federal government under the interstate commerce clause. The fact that such activity is neither interstate, nor commerce, did not matter. The feds still retain jurisdiction to lock up every legal med pot patient, but simply choose to not do so. They still can if they want to, the states have no right to object in a constitutional sense. So state's rights are not relevant to that situation.Oh yeah? Well, what about when the states legalize marijuana, while it's still a crime at the federal level?
Drops mic. /end thread.
Some people use that passage as an example of masturbation being sinful, although what really is at issue is that Onan is cheating his brother. In any case, semen is not a fetus, nor is ovulation.
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.
Tolkien himself was a devout Christian, and his faith was intrical to his work on Middle Earth.
Boo hiss