Felix Baumgartner’s 2012 Red Bull Stratos skydive set world records for altitude (39 km) and velocity (Mach 1.24).
A lot has happened in the past year. I have celebrated the anniversary of one entire year with my amazing and beautiful girlfriend, I have recorded, produced and released an acoustic version of my band’s début album on my own, I have watched my best friend in the entire world marry a woman whom he is absolutely crazy about, and I have stuck by my family and loved ones through some treacherously trying times.
This post is about dating, relationships, pickup and seduction. But it is also about life, learning, the birth and death of the American dream, and everything in between.
New Year’s Resolutions are fucking stupid.
Yet they have tremendous value to those who think them through carefully and put forth a proper effort to sticking to them. Whilst I do believe that we should not need an arbitrary day to drive us to promise important champagne-induced overhauls of our lives, I do appreciate the sense of cadence that comes with starting a new year fresh and deciding that this year will be different.
I found myself stealing internet in a coffeehouse somewhere in between Vienna and Linz, and there were four beautiful girls within 10 metres of where I was sat. Without taking more than two seconds to ponder what I had done to deserve this fate, my mind eliminated all thoughts but one. Carpe diem; where to begin?
There are beautiful women everywhere. Why are you not meeting them?