Approaches: 3

I go out Lonewolf. The original plan is to go to a nearby Salsa Club. I don't feel like going out alone, so I do errands and let them run a bit late, which fuck up the Salsa plans. But I must go out. I find some venues online, drive to Hollywood, and hit the pavement.

Over the night, I entered countless numbers of bars and clubs. I was not approaching. Not having a wingman at my back somehow destroys my will to approach. But I keep walking around for two hours until I see...

I see this gorgeous blond walking down the street. She's walking dreamily along, stopping at every tree, placing her palm just above the bark for a few moments, then moving on to the next tree.

"Tree," I say. lol "Why is it that you're touching trees?" She ignores me completely, continuing on her way. I forget Pick Up. I just want to know what's happening. It seems like some sort of spiritual energy thing that she's doing. "In China, many old people wake up early in the morning. They go to the parks and clap and hit their limbs to the trees. They believe there's energy in the trees."

"What are you talking about?" the woman grumbles. I continue walking with her.

"I'm curious about you're doing."

"I know you're curious," she replies.

"I don't bite. Tell me what you're doing." She suddenly turns to me and...gives me this strange smile. "I won't eat you. What are you doing?" I ask. Our eyes meet and after a second, her brow furrows and she suddenly turns away.

"Go away. Now," she says sternly.

"Ok. Have a good night, miss."

"I'm sorry," she says.

I don't think much about it then, but to be honest, it felt like some weird Exorcist-Schizophrenia shit was going down. O_O

Next, I walk into a Taco Tuesday bar. The place is nearly empty. A girl is dancing crazily by her lonesome on the dancefloor - straight up Napoleon Dynamite. I strut up, grab her, spin her, then we start dancing. Earlier in the day, I had watched some dance game stuff, so it just popped into my head. Then she backs off and starts hip and fist pumping, dancing like nuts by herself. She stops suddenly, looks at me, and bursts into laughter. We exchange some words, but I leave.

I'm walking back to my car and run across a camera crew filming a hot girl and a guy sitting on a motorcycle. A guy and a girl are looking on, so I approach and ask them what's happening? We chat, then I walk with them along the streets as the girl, who is holding a mini-tuba, plays the melodies of the names she sees on the Hollywood Stars underfoot. Then we part ways.

I get back to my car. Just behind my car is a red Volvo. I suddenly notice a woman sitting in the Volvo, leaning back. She looks like she's in her early 60's and she's wearing copious amounts of makeup. Her eyes are half-open and she starts squirming around in her seat. I've fucking had enough crazy for the week, so I jump in my car and get the fuck out of there, shivers running up my spine.

Oh, the weird shit you'll see while doing PU.

Thoughts:

  • Always bring a cross, holy water, garlic, and a silver knife with you at night. Just in case.
  • Lonewolf is tougher than I expected, but it really shouldn't be. Having a wing is definitely a confidence crutch for me, so I'm looking forward to more solo adventures in the future. Hopefully, the crazies stay home on future nights.