I was watching a movie the other night called “Hall Pass” with Owen Wilson and Jason Sedakis. It was a Farrely brothers movie which I did not realize until, during the course of the movie, all these ridiculously hilarious scenes based on the stupidest things in the entire world weer scattered throughout the movie.

But I’ve got to say, it’s really a fun, good movie. Definitely a dude’s movie, not a chick flick at all.
So there was a pretty funny scene in the movie where they’re sitting around, talking, playing poker, basically they’re doing total guy things. They’re going around the table asking things like, “How much would you spend if you could have one night with a Hawaiian Tropic model and your wife would never find out?” And they were arguing about bidding on it. $3,000, $4,000, $5,000?

Guys sometimes do the stupidest things like that. Like that would ever happen, like a Hawaiian Tropic model would hang out with you for a night and basically have you pay them for their company.
Who cares, you and your friends are never going to bid and win a night with a Hawaiian tropic model in the first place. Hawaiian tropic models . . . Who wants a Hawaiian Tropic model, anyway? You’ve got to think about the career goals of a woman who decides that her lifelong dream and profession is to be a Hawaiian Tropic model.

Another funny thing that men do all the time that I think is just ridiculous is when they sit around and then start doing the Who would you rather bang? game.
“Who would you rather bang, Mila Kunis or Scarlett Johanssen?” Scarlett.
Then you’ll go, “Ok, Mila Kunis or Jennifer Aniston?” Hmmm…Mila Kunis.

And you’ll go through all the celebrities. Cameron Diaz or Angelina Jolie? And you’ll sit there and have that conversation for about a half hour, and then you’ll argue about why Mila Kunis would be a much better lay than Jennifer Aniston or Scarlett Johanssen.

The thing is, if any of those women were every standing in front of you, you’d bang any of them in a heartbeat. Let’s get real. Secondly, you’re never going to be standing in a line at a market, coffee shop, or movie line with them behind you, where you can look at them and say, “Excuse me, I had a conversation with my nerdy friends the other day and I decided I would rather bang you, Mila, than you, Scarlett.”

In reality, your only debate is who you will be masturbating to that night. Mila or Scarlett…hmmm which one does your hand want to please yourself thinking of?

I mean, it is the stupidest game in the entire world. You might as well play this game and make it more realistic: Challenge each other. Say hey, would you rather bang the Nordstrom’s counter girl, the Sephora perfume girl, or the barista at Starbucks? Play that game and then challenge one another to go and see who can get a date with the barista or the Nordstrom’s girl. Be a little productive in your conversation instead of acting like a bunch of nerdy lunatics.

All right, so here’s my question of the day to you: Who would you rather bang, Mila Kunis or Scarlett Johanssen?
Got you, huh? Let’s see how many people actually answer.

Sirius radio is great because you can just scroll right over the display and it gives you the name of the music that’s playing and the year. And while I scrolled over the song, I realized that With or Without You was a song that came out in 1987.

I remember listening to that song, I was 25 at the time and I had either just gotten broken up with or I had met somebody I really liked and it didn’t work out. I remember thinking to myself, “God, With or Without You, yeah, that’s right, I can make it with or without her. I can survive.”

And then I started thinking to myself what my 20s were like.

So many emotions all the time. When I thought I really liked a woman and she didn’t call me back, I’d freak out for a day or two. I’d go through streaks where I was really good at meeting women and then streaks where I wasn’t.

Why was this happening to me? This is why: I didn’t know who I was.

I was unemployed at certain times, I’d lose jobs for no reason at all – at least I thought it was for no reason at all. But the reason was because I had an attitude problem, but at the time I didn’t think I did.

And I remember that so much of my 20s I’d spent with or without all the things that I thought I needed at the time. It was with or without money: times I had money and there were times I didn’t. With or without women: there were times I had them in my life and there were times that I didn’t.

And every time I didn’t have something in my life I kept saying to myself, “Things are going to be much better when I get more money, things are going to be better when I have more women in my life.”
All the while, I could never be content where I was. I always thought I needed something else, but I didn’t realize the beauty of what the whole journey was all about. The whole span of my 20s was like this. And the beautiful thing about it, and the most amazing thing about it, was I was never going to get those days back again.

Each one of those days was a memory. Yet I didn’t fully embrace or fully enjoy each day.

I remember times where I had no money. I was 23 years old and starving. I had to look through my sofa to find quarters and dimes. I had enough money to go down to the grocery store, the little bodega on the corner of 80th and Amsterdam in New York City. I had just enough money to get a box of pasta and a stick of butter and that was dinner for the next two nights. And I remember thinking to myself, “I can’t wait to have money so I can eat better.”

But in reality, it was the beauty of that moment that I should’ve been appreciating. Nothing lasts forever. Every moment you have is just a fleeting moment, because whether or not you can embrace the lesson that life gives you right then and there, you’ve outgrown that moment. And when you outgrow that moment, what happens? You never get that moment back.

I look back on those days in my 20s and I could easily write 100 blogs about all the things that I went through emotionally. But the real message here and the bottom line is that you’ll never get those moments back. Enjoy wherever you’re at, because that’s exactly where you’re supposed to be right now.
Don’t obsess about what you need in the future, don’t think about how your life is going to be better when you have something else or when you are someplace else. Just enjoy the beauty of where you are right now in your life. Embrace it, enjoy it, and honor it.

Because one day you’re going to be like me and you’re just going to look back and wonder why you didn’t fully enjoy it all the way.

Alright, I’m guessing most of you are saying no.

But really, what if Santa Claus was real? I mean, what if Santa Claus was actually real?

What if you could go to the mall, sit on Santa’s lap — I’m sure there are some dirty old man Santas whose lap you would not want to sit on—but what if you could sit on Santa’s lap and actually ask for something to be delivered under your tree come Christmas?

Think about that for a minute. What would you ask for if you could get one amazing gift this Christmas? Would you ask for a better job? Would you ask for the world economy to be rescued? Would you ask for world peace, to end hunger and starvation in the world?

Are you a person who really wants to save the world or do you really just want to save yourself? Be honest.

Would you ask Santa for a hot girlfriend or a boyfriend? “Hey Santa, can you deliver something special under my tree? Somebody hot, somebody sexy, somebody who desires me and wants to hang with me every day?”

What would you ask for if Santa Claus was real, if you can actually go to the mall and actually wish for something on Santa’s lap?

So today let’s get into the Christmas spirit a little bit and let’s make out our Christmas wish list. I don’t care if you’ve been naughty or nice. It’s not really a big deal since it’s just pretend anyway, and it’s fun to have a little conversation in a way that gets us all back to being six years old again and getting excited about what’s going to be waiting for us under the tree at Christmas time.

So what would be under your tree this year? And go ahead, be comprehensive in your lists. Make a list that’s 10 wishes long if you want. I’m looking forward to reading about all your wishes! Who knows, maybe Santa is real and maybe some of it might come true this holiday season ☺

I am getting really tired of all the negative thinking and venting that is going on here.

You think you have it rough?

Do you really think your that un-dateable and ugly?

Do you think your life is so hard that no one will love you or want to be with you?

Do you really think that nothing is ever going to change?

Well here is a reality check.

Watch this video and let me know how you feel now.

Its time the pity party comes to an end.

I’m loving these quotes that are coming out from Steve Jobs….. Gotta love the mindset of successful people….

How Steve Jobs Changed Dating

“When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: “If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you’ll most certainly be right.” It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”

So if today was your last day what would you do different?

Would you still go out tonight and hit the bars?

What would you do instead and how would you push yourself out of your comfort zone on your last day?

Today, I take a trip down memory lane for you guys and tell you exactly how I lost my virginity.

 ”Nervous” is not a strong enough word for the feelings I had swirling around inside of me over that brief (but seemingly very long) two-day period in my life.

How David Wygant Virginty

What? you may be asking.  How does it take someone two days to lose their virginity?  Did it take me 2 days of begging, pleading, and convincing some poor teenage girl to give in to me?  Or was it due to my complete lack of sexual skill at the time that made the whole ordeal last 2 days?

Listen to todays podcast, and you will realize that stressing out so much about sex is completely not worth it.

If you want to gain the knowledge from my 30+ years of sexual experiences to make sure you aren’t making the same mistakes all guys make in bed and ensure you aren’t nicknamed “the 1 pump chump”, click here…

There are a lot of men out there who have a little bit of money to throw around.

What a lot of guys will tend to do is take that money and spend lavishly to try and attract women.  They get a fancy sports car.  They buy a great house with all the bells and whistles.  They throw parties at their house, big parties with music, booze, food, where everybody can look at them and they can be the center of attention at their own party.

I call these guys the look-at-me’s: Look at me… Look at me… Look at all the things that I have! Look at all the great things that I do, look at my job, look at my great car, look at me!

And they like to throw it around. And a lot of women will go and date these guys, because women buy into it too.  Women will believe that this guy is a rich, strong, powerful, sexy James Bond-type guy.

Are You A Wannabe James Bond?

So they go out on a date, maybe they have a fling and sleep together.  Then they realize that this guy really isn’t James Bond at all.  He’s like some mutant threeway love-child between Wayne’s World, Beavis and Butthead, and Homer Simpson.

The guy may be good-looking, he may not be good-looking.  But the bottom line is that a lot of women buy into this fantasy of who he is pretending to be, and they don’t even pay attention to who he actually is. They don’t realize until further down the road that he’s just Garth from Wayne’s World with a bunch of cool toys.

Money may buy you fame, but money doesn’t buy you game.  Money doesn’t buy you becoming cool.  All money does is give you more freedom to do the things that you want to do.  If you’re going to use your dollar bills as your number one attraction weapon, and if you’re going to use it to bring in the women you desire, you’d better get ready to be exposed right away.

That woman will either: (a) look at you and expect you to be as debonair as James Bond, only to roll her eyes and be disappointed when she realizes that you’re actually an annoying Beavis-type; OR (b) she’s going to manipulate you, dig deep into your pocket, and make sure that every dime you spend together is on her.

Be careful when you go out and advertise yourself as somebody who you are not.

In dating, you need to be who you are. You need to advertise yourself exactly the way you are from the inside out, because you WILL be exposed.  There are a lot of players out there, there are a lot men and women who can play the game much better than you, and they will take advantage of it every step of the way.

A lot of you are probably in front of your computer or on your phone right now, texting, e-mailing, you’re at different stages of planning out what you’re going to be doing tonight. You’ve waited all week for Friday night. This is going to be the night that you’re going to go out and meet a cool new woman. If all goes right, everything is going to change by the weekend, you’ll have one or two or even three prospective new dates, and your lifestyle is going to be different. You’re finally going to approach the woman you’re most attracted to.

Then what happens? As the night progresses, all those fears and excuses start creeping in. You get paralyzed. You stand around the bar. You do nothing.

Some of you may not even be reading this blog until late night Friday night, and you’ll say to yourself, “David, you just described my night. I was all jazzed. I was all excited. You’re right, slowly but surely, all my fears and excuses crept in and the next thing I knew, I was home again. I was staring at the ceiling, reviewing the night, and I finally came up with something really great to say to the woman I was attracted to, but it’s too late now.”

Here’s what I want all of you who read this blog early today to do. For those of you who are reading it late, do this exercise tomorrow night.

I want you to go out. I don’t want you to talk to a single person tonight. Not one person. I want you to observe, and I want you to watch, and I want you to understand the dynamic of what makes one guy fearless and successful with women, and another guy who goes home and masturbates, dreaming of the woman he wishes he could be with. I want you to watch the guys that are successful with women.

It doesn’t matter what they say, because I’m about to launch a brand new program that’s going to give you everything you need to say in these situations. I want you to take a look at their body language. I want you to take a look at what real attraction is. I want you to look at these guys and I want you to basically see how much fun they’re having. How engaging they are, how they use their hand motions, how they smile, how they walk with confidence. I want you to notice everything about them.

Now what I want you to do is I want you to look at yourself. No, don’t look directly at yourself in the mirror, but look at a guy just like you. I want you to find the guy who’s in the corner with his hands in his pockets, a clueless or frustrated look on his face, the kind of guy you can feel is really thinking with all the monkey chatter going on in his head.

I want you to look at that guy, and I want you to ask yourself this question: if you were a woman, who would you rather talk to? The guy who’s going around talking to everybody and generally just having a great time, or the guy who’s paralyzed in the corner waiting for the woman to go to the bathroom so he can chase her down and find the right moment to talk to her? The guy with that nervous energy who kinda scares people a little?

How do you feel? What type of emotion do you feel when you look at the guys who are having fun versus the guys who are not having fun? This is a great exercise that I have every single client do, any guy who’s ever been successful with women going out and meeting them on a Friday or Saturday night. Every guy goes through this exercise, because you have got to learn how to enjoy yourself before you can start meeting people. If you approach with nervous energy, nothing will happen, but if you approach with a smile while having a good time, the words don’t make a difference.

Note To All Men: If you are already subscribed to my email list you are well aware that next week I’m releasing a new product that is going to empower you to get over the BIGGEST issue you guys have when it comes to meeting women… approach anxiety. I hear it time and time again, and it was confirmed by thousands of survey responses taken by my email subscribers that have been pouring in the past couple of weeks.

I put together a video to help you learn how to kill approach anxiety to become natural with women, simply by using the power of observation!“

But they don’t just talk your ear off. It’s like every story they tell sounds like a novel.

You’re 100 pages into the story, and they still haven’t paused for a breath. You’re on your third cup of coffee, they’re 200 pages into the novel, and the stories usually pertain to nothing that really matters or had any relation to the conversation you we having.

You have just met who I call the epic story person. Epic story people are always nice people. They really mean well. But they just don’t know how to wrap it up and give you the Cliff Notes version of the story.

When I tell a story, I’m all about the Cliff Notes version. I’ll give you a couple minutes, I’ll make it fun and exciting. Then I get to the point, deliver the punch line, and I’m done with it.

When I hear a story, I don’t need to hear from somebody the very first chapter since the beginning of time. I don’t need to know every little detail about other people that have nothing to do with the story I’m being told. I’m not going to remember all that detail anyway, and if you’re an epic story teller, neither is anybody else you are telling your story to.

So if you know that you’re an epic story person, start thinking to yourself a bit about how much talking you do to other people. I’m sure your stories are great and entertaining, but start coming up with the Cliff Notes version of all your great stories. No matter how entertaining your stories are, nobody has time for a two hour movie. We all have ADD after a certain point. We all need a little commercial break. So treat it like the news, and wrap it up in a two and a half minute segment. Because that’s the attention span of the average person before they start feeling the need to interrupt, say something unrelated, or want to leave out of boredom.

So Mr. or Mrs. Epic story person, you’re wonderful, you’re great, but it’s time to practice the Cliff Notes.

Are you also somebody who loves to share things that other people give to you? Like if somebody else gives you a gift, you’re more than willing to share it with everybody you know and love. And the greatest thing about you is that you don’t even tell anybody that it was a gift from someone else, you make it just seem so innocent.

What exactly I’m talking about here? Let’s put this in black and white. I’m going to put it out there in a way that’s going to open up your ears.

So…are you one of those scumbag guys who has herpes and passes it onto other people without even telling them?

That’s right, scumbags. And if you’re a woman who does it, you’re equally a scumbag. You’re a sleaze, you’re a bitch. Harsh words, I know, but it’s the way I feel about that.

I know a few people who are single with herpes. They don’t tell the people they sleep with that they have herpes, yet they go out, meet other single people, and have unprotected sex and sleep around when they feel like it.

What’s going on with this? The attitude is that it’s not a life and death matter, so you can still go around just like anyone else and do whatever you want. The attitude is if you got herpes, you may as well pass it along to somebody else because whoever you got it from never told you ahead of time? Is that how life works for you?

Sounds fair, doesn’t it? If you talk to somebody openly about their herpes, they’ll say, “Well I got it, and I don’t have to announce it to the world, so what does it matter if I pass it along to somebody else?” That’s that attitude that people have.

To me it’s sleazy. It’s scummy. It’s dirty. Look, if you have a disease, you have to deal with it, you have to come clean no matter how embarrassing you think it is, no matter how many opportunities at sex you’re passing up. Tell your partner about it. Let them bag it. Let them protect themselves. Let them make a choice.

Chances are you’re not going to be with them for a long period of time anyway, so why do they need a constant reminder from you for the rest of their lives?

I find people who have herpes and sleep around without telling the people they’re with are the lowest form of low. Scumbags, dirtbags, douche bags, whatever you want to call them. I’ve got no tolerance and no patience for them. And if they ever looked at me face to face and told me that they do that, I would call them this exactly, just as I called them right now in the blog. A douchebag, scumbag, low-life.

You got a disease? Let your partner know. Give people an opportunity to protect themselves and make a choice. Let them know that they’re taking a risk. Stop being so damn selfish just because you want to get off and have sex. There’s plenty of people who have herpes that you can sleep with.

Don’t hurt someone who was unsuspecting and trusted you. The world gets screwed up when people do things like that. That’s how people lose trust and lose their ability to open up, from people like you, who give herpes to others.