Posted on May 9, 2008 9:38 PM
NOMAN'S EMAIL TO SNICKERS:
----- Original Message ----
From: Michael S.
To: Bernard H.
Sent: Friday, May 9, 2008 10:35:37 PM
Subject: Re: Did you see the new rules?
Mike is offering me the chance to do a seduction workshop with him. His friend is paying for it. It's three days in the Dominican Republic, 1000 dollars paid for the room. That's pretty nice of him, considering I can't really offer him anything in return for it. (Unless he needs a bodyguard?) So yeah, Mike pretty much wins in my book. KF113 and Oscarb are now both claiming that it was the website rules that they were protesting, but okay. If that's what they are protesting, why are they suddenly back when they find out they're going to be the potential winners?
By the way, I made a name for you. The Triple Ss of seduction, Snickers, Sensual, and Speed. I'm pissed about the thing though, I think they should have done what they said they were gonna do. Reset ALL the votes, and pick the winners from the top 20. Screw the Los Angeles casting, they're all wannabe actors. I think they managed to ham this one up pretty bad as far as that site goes, almost all of the voters and contestants seem pissed. I'm wondering if they're about to do a round five or a flaming ring of death.
SNICKER'S REPLY E-MAIL TO NOMAN:
----- Original Message ----
From: Bernard H.
To: Michael S.
Sent: Friday, May 9, 2008 10:55:24 PM
Subject: Re: Did you see the new rules?
Okay. I never really had anything against Mike. He played by the rules. He just had more leverage than the rest of us. And I thought there were a lot more contestants that needed Mystery's help more than he did. But the other two candidates did practically nothing. And it does seem to me like they're trying awfully hard now to play catch up. You're right. It is fishy that all of a sudden now they're in the game. The video requirement rules have been posted since day one. In my mind, there's no excuse for them not meeting the minimal requirements. It is good to know that Mike is reaching out to help someone who was in this game. You gotta do that workshop. Let me know how it goes man. The Dominican Republic! Que bella!
Triple S...Sounds like a Superhero. I like it! No cape or tights though. I don't want to send out the wrong message.Hah! I do feel you though. They should have reset the votes. We all got a crap deal on that one. The contestants on the site have a right to be upset. Hey, did you get the latest Vh1 email? Since they had to extend the voting into next week, this caused an unforseeable problem with the voting mechanism. It automatically resets after Mother's Day. This normally wouldn't be a problem if the voting had concluded as initually scheduled. So, they came up with a new rule. On Monday (May 12th), all the voters become finalists and the three finalists become the voters. It will actually fall in the hands of the three previous finalists to pick the winner of this competition. The producers are asking that everyone submit one final video so that we can wrap this up before the Democratic National Convention. I really don't think we're going to make it though. I overheard Mike saying that "this is bullsh*t" and he had his own website that he needed to run. So he was going back to it. KF113 said, "they're changing the rules again...I'm out!" And Oscarb said, "Sooo...explain to me what this website's all about again. This is my first time on here."
Posted on May 8, 2008 12:23 AM
How will I spend the $50,000 dollars of prize money? That's easy. First, I'm going to pay off all my outstanding debts (about $8,000 dollars). And for the first time in my life, I will truly be debt-free.
Then I am going to go house hunting. I would be able to put down a nice down payment with part of the prize money (approx. $20,000 dollars). I have been a renter all my life and it's finally starting to get to me. I don't really have a place that I can truly call my own. And what is a man without his castle? Not much...I'm tired of this nomadic state of mind. I want to start building a home for myself. I want to bring friends (new and old) into a space that I have created. I want the next bed that I lay my head on to be my own. I don't want to rent this life any more. I want to own it.
My father was recently diagnosed with diabetes. It's treatable. He's currently taking medication for it. When I first received the call from my Mom, my mind immediately went to this dark place. At first I thought she was trying to tell me that something worse had happened to my Dad. I'm not going to say what I thought because it f*cks with me to even think about it. Luckily, he is alive and is being treated for the disease. And because I have such admiration and respect for my father, I would dedicate a portion of the prize money (approx. $5,000 dollars) to the American Diabetes Association. I am a strong believer in charity. Anyone who is blessed with fortune needs to give back to society. That is the ONLY way to succeed.
I'll invest the rest of the money and, of course, give Uncle Sam his due. You can never forget the taxman because he won't forget you.
Why should site members vote for me? Well, I have tried to be as honest and as real as I can be to everyone out there. There are several people on this site who have recognized that. And they have shown me constant support because of it. I really don't have the words to express my appreciation. So, I'm just going to say "Thank You."
I know this is a competition and everyone is competing for the same spot. And I am well aware that there are a lot of people out there who could really use Mystery's help. Am I in the worst shape of them all? No, I am not. I have had a little success with women. I have had a girlfriend before (three to be exact). I have kissed a girl. And I am not a virgin. But should any of this matter when you are casting your vote? No, it should not. Then what should matter? What matters is that you believe I truly deserve Mystery's help. I am an unemployed 39 year old who's last relationship ended about 4 years ago. I am comfortable talking to strangers but I have really never been able to just pick up women. The three girlfriends that I've had actually approached me first. Had they not, I'm pretty confident that some of my answers above would have changed. And I probably would start to look like the most pitiful guy on this site. But I'm not looking for pity votes. I'm looking for your honest vote b/c you truly believe that I deserve this. I will soak up Mystery's knowledge like a sponge. I will bring this knowledge back with me and help as many people as I can who are out there struggling with the same insecurities and issues that I struggle with. This is why I need your vote. This is why you should vote for me. I don't want to rent this life any more. I want to own it.
Posted on May 7, 2008 11:02 PM
I have a lot of interests actually. I enjoy learning about business and money management. My dream is to become a financial advisor one day. I want to eventually be in a position to help other people acheive their dreams. I love foreign languages. I have studied French, Spanish and German. I have a somewhat working knowledge of all three of them. However, I am not fluent. With more practice, I could be though. I enjoy reading books on science (you gotta read The Physics of Superheroes), history, business, art, philosophy, humor, african-american fiction/non-fiction and writing. I used to love to paint in oils. I just don't have the space for that anymore. I still try to draw whenever I can. I used to collect comic books. Then they got hella expensive. And when faced with the choice of either food or comic books, I had to choose the former. Hey, a man's gotta eat! And lastly, Joss Whedon is a genius! There are just no words for the Buffy/Angel series that he created. Those two shows were creative gold. And I just wish that I had half the talent that that man has. I will always have an interest in Buffy the Vampire Slayer...no matter where I am, no matter what I'm doing. Fact!
I enjoy writing for fun (screenplays and short stories mostly). And nope I haven't had anything published. But I did think about submitting to Project Greenlight one year. Too bad they're no longer doing that. I also enjoy playing poker and pool (I'm pretty good at both). And of course I like hanging out with friends...rocking out on the playstation. But I'm old school with that (burnout3 takedown...anyone?)
My favorite kinds of movies are anything with strong characters and a plot. I don't want to just see a little nudity and some SFX. You gotta ENTERTAIN me. With that said, Pulp Ficton, hands down, will always get my number 1 vote. That is the ONLY movie that I went back six times to the theater to see. And it is the only movie that surprised me every time with something different. That movie was like a freakin' onion. The more you peeled away at it, the more layers you got.
As far as music is concerned, I'll pretty much listen to anything once. From the Klezmer Conservatory Band to Yo-Yo Ma. I love blues, jazz, R&B, Hip Hop, International, Rock, Country, Classical, Easy Listening...I pretty much love it all. If I had to narrow it down to a few top artists, I would have to say: Jay-Z, Kanye West, Cesaria Evora, John Lee Hooker, Jane Monheit, Patsy Cline, Bob Marley, Gustav Mahler, Sade, Sarah McLachlan, No Doubt and Billie Holliday. Art is my life. I live and breathe that sh*t.
Posted on May 7, 2008 9:56 PM
Hah! What pickup moves? I'm trying to learn this stuff just like all the other guys and girls on this site. That being said, I did get a little inspiration from this site when I made my boldest pickup move ever.
I had been campaigning on this site for a few days and I was volunteering for the Atlanta Dogwood Festival too. When I ended my shift at the festival, I decided to take in the sights. I came across this photographer's booth. As I was admiring the photographs, I noticed a young lady wandering the booth as well. We seemed to play a sort of cat and mouse game throughout the maze of photographs. At one point, she was standing right next to me. I imagined that we were long lost soulmates brought together by these captivating works of art. I started talking about the art with her, never really looking at her but keeping most of my attention on the photographs. She chimed in with her observations. And the game had begun. I couldn't believe I was actually standing beside this beautiful girl, having a conversation.
I found out she was an art lover just like me. Her favorite medium was photography (something she was trying to get back into). And she had recently moved to Atlanta. I kept it pretty casual...and then she left.
I thought to myself, "I cannot let this girl get away..." So, I got a calling card from the photographer's assistant (which was a 3"x5" index card that had a photo on one side) and approached the mystery lady again. I showed her the cool looking calling card. And she wanted one too...actually, she wanted the exact one that I had. So, I took her arm in mine and we walked back to the photo booth. I helped her find a calling card. She asked what my name was. I told her. I then flipped my card over, handed her a pen and said, "Why don't you put your name and number here and I'll call you." She did. And that was my first number close in very long time.
I wouldn't have been able to have done that without this site. It really gave me the encouragement to take that chance. Check out my pics section. I'll post an image of the calling card and her signature on the backside for all you guys. If you're interested in photography, you should check out the artist's work. His name is Emerson Matabele. Look him up online.
Posted on April 19, 2008 9:13 AM
Guys, I know if you look at some of my pics, you may wonder "Why is this guy up here?" It may look like that I have all these women at my fingertips. That is hardly the case. I am NO LADY'S MAN. I am simply a FRIENDLY GUY. NONE OF THESE GIRLS HAVE NOW OR NEVER WILL BE MY GIRLFRIEND. I am comfortable approaching women. I just cannot get very far with them. Most of the time I get the "You're really nice" or "Let's just be friends" record over and over in my ear. And that shit hurts. I don't want to be nice! And I don't need any more freakin' friends! I need a GIRLFRIEND! It's been way, way, way, way too long. I need Mystery's guidance and I need his help to take me to the next level. But first, I need your VOTE. Will you please help me?
Posted on April 14, 2008 6:19 AM
I've been up for the past 23 hours, guys. Do you ever get the feeling that there's sooo much to do but you never have enough time to do it in? I've been working on revising my resume (Yep! Still looking for a job). I had a ton of laundry that I finally got around to doing. Couldn't put it off any longer. There was an avalanche a brewin'. And I still haven't finished my TAXES!!! On the bright side, I did post a new video. Enjoy! And a big THANKS goes out to all those out there who are supporting me.
Posted on April 12, 2008 1:16 AM
I hit this club the other night. A friend of mine invited me out. She said it was the spot. I haven't been to a club in years...and I definitely needed some kicks. So I rolled out with her. I've been trying to get out more too. And this was a perfect opportunity to see if I was worthy to be a Mystery apprentice. When we got there, the place wasn't jam-packed, but it was starting to pick up. The place was laid out like a restaurant that had a small dance floor near the back. I found us a booth. We ordered a couple drinks and chilled for bit. I was getting some light kino from her, which I didn't mind because I figured that other women would be looking in our direction. As a matter of fact, when we first sat down, I noticed this girl at the end of the booth. She had looked in my direction a couple times...I pretended to ignore her. After hanging out with my friend for about 30 minutes or so, I excused myself and went to the bathroom. When I got back, I noticed that the girl was still at the end of the booth (except there was another guy and girl with her now). She looked like she was in heated disagreement with the guy. So, I slid down to her side and exclaimed, "I don't think you should be fighting anybody." She gave me a surprised look and said, "You see...you came in at the tail end of this discussion. You don't even know what we're talking about." I replied, "I know that you're TOO CUTE to be fighting anybody...especially ME." She gave me coy giggle. And then she told me what they were arguing over. I, of course, took her side. And we kind of shut the other guy out. I put my arm around her and she fell back into me; smiling. The guy asked me, "So how long have you two known each other?" I told him that I just met this girl. I also said that I don't even know her name. She whispered it to me and asked for my name. I told it to her. When I looked up, the guy had taken the other girl and left. I couldn't believe it! I just stole the girl he was going for. I was feeling really good by now. And I decided to press onward. This girl was badass! She wore this one piece that dropped about halfway down her thigh. The top part hung low and exposed two mounds of supple chocolate goodness. She had these soft, sweet, kissable lips and eyes that could drown a man. Those light eyes sparkled every time I looked into them. She was smiling and laughing and having a great time. And she was in my arms. I was getting her to open up and feel like a real woman. I had two powerful moments durig this encounter. One moment was when I had her soooo excited that she couldn't look me in the eye. I placed my finger on her chin and turned her face towards me. I forced her to look me directly in the eyes. I said, "Hey, don't turn away. I WANT you to look at ME." I saw those big dark pupils staring back at me. She held her gaze for about 10 seconds, but the intensity got to her and she had to turn away. I should have went in for the kiss...but I didn't push it. The other powerful moment was when she had her arm on the table and I had my hand placed on it. She noticed my ring and I told her how it was my high school class ring and that it was unique; just like me. She smiled at that. She kept saying how cute I was and how good I made her feel. And I started stroking the inside of her forearm. She gave off this gentle moan. There is nothing in this world better than hearing a beautiful woman moan in ecstasy. I definitely think I am ready for you Mystery. I know I could have used Mystery's help to figure out how to get a kiss close or number close from this young lady. I gave her my number (which was a mistake)...but there is always next time
Posted on April 6, 2008 10:35 PM
Last day of the Festival, guys. This was by far the brighest day of the event. It was a big bold sunny day. There was constant movement all around me. Couldn't catch my breath. Bodies pressing against me. Voices surrounding me. Question after question that needed answers. Did I have any? Sometimes...but I couldn't feed every face that needed my attention. I did know one thing though. This day had brought me back to life again. I needed that rush. I needed that kick. I needed this day. After six hours of volunteering, my day was done. I turned in my walkie talkie and decided to roam the festival grounds. I breathed in all the art around me. It lightened my soul. There was one booth in particular that caught my eye. It was Emerson Matabele's (www.emersonimages.com) booth of photograhy. This guy had some amazing work. He combined images with a quote. All the images were of people from Third World countries...and they were all mesmerizing. As I was reading one, I noticed this girl beside me. I could tell she had an artistic soul and I definitely liked the way she dressed (like a Mocca colored Denise Huxtable). She walked up beside me as I was looking at some images. I commented on how powerful the quotes were. She agreed. I leaned in closer to her and pointed out a few more images. She stepped towards me and we kind of lost ourselves in the compositions. I didn't want to hang around her for too long so I began to move around the art space. I would look up often and notice her near me...And then she was gone. Lost opportunity? Well, I picked up a calling card from the artist assistant before I left. The card had an image of two Buddhist monks from Myannmar. The quote beneath it stated, "All true art must help the soul to realize its inner self..." - Gandhi. I looked up and noticed a familiar figure just in the distance. It was the same girl from earlier. I approached her and showed her the card. After she read it, she said, "That's amazing! How did you get a card?" I said, "You didn't get one? Well, we need to change that." So I took her by the arm and waltzed her back to the art booth. When we got there, she pulled out a card that she had received and realized that she had been mistaken. She didn't realize that the card had an image and quote on the back of it. She said, "I want the same one you have though." We both laughed about that and she picked out another card. As we started walking back, she told me how she was getting back into photography. I talked a little about my art background. We both shared a passion for it. It was obvious. When I mentioned if she had ever been to the High Museum, she said she was kinda new to Atlanta and had not. We chatted it up for a few more minutes. Then I started to turn to walk away. But I turned around and said, "It was nice talking to you." She told me her name and I told her mine. Then I pulled out a pen and the Buddhist art card. I flipped it over and said, "How about you write your number down for me?" She took the pen and did so. What do you know? I got a number close. This last day as a volunteer was definitely a big, bright, bold sunny day...
Posted on April 5, 2008 8:37 PM
Damn! I was on the way to the festival and there was this guy on the train who kept pressing me. Dude was coming on strong...like we were homeboys or something. The fact that I found out he was from Carolina still didn't change jack. Yeah...I'm originally from Carolina. But "So What!" I did not know the dude...yet there he was...pressing me. So what did I do? I did what any would-be pickup artist would do in that situation...I got his number. And I tell myself, "This day can't get any worse." When I got to the festival, the rain started to kick in again. And once it started, this time, it didn't stop. Came down in light drops...like little spittles. Then I got teamed up with this dude. And he was buckwild! My man was doing crazy sh#t to draw people into our booth. I felt like the wingman the whole time I was around him. Yep...I couldn't shake that #2 status off me no matter how hard I tried. This dude was outpacing me...and he had NO FRONT TEETH! My day had officially hit the crapper. Then I asked him, "So, what do you do?" He flashed me a wide gap mouthed grin and placed his hand in front of his chest; indicating a measurement. "I work underground all day," he chortled..."This deep in sewage." "Holy crap!" I exclaimed. "Exactly," he pronounced, "Exactly." And I was HIS #2...Great. A couple of hours later, I notice a group of people crowding this one dude. As I move in closer, I realize that it's not just any dude. It's our Georgia Congressman; Representative John Lewis. I shook the hand of the man who has done so much for America, from struggling to bring about the Civil Rights Movement to endorsing a candidate for change. As I walked away, I thought to myself, "Damn! I should have got that number?"
Posted on April 4, 2008 10:19 PM
There were so many girls at the festival. I volunteered my services to run this merchandising booth today. As a matter of fact, I'm committed through the weekend. Artists, restaurant, and alcohol booths were everywhere. Culture was in the air...and girls dig that kind of stuff. Hell, I dig that kind of stuff. I'm not saying that I'm a girl or nothing...but I am artsy. And I can't remember the last time I dusted off the old paintbrush and gave it a stroke. "So what the hell," I tell myself. "I'm here now. Might as well enjoy it." And then comes the rain. She is an indecisive beast that cannot make up her mind whether or not she wants to leave or stay. She frightens many of my would-be lovers away. I hate the rain. Then this lady comes into my booth. And I tease her about the open can of beer that she's holding. I point out a police officer almost directly behind her. Playfully, she tries to shield the can in front of her. When I let her know that the officer is gone, she pokes me and says, "You tried to get me in trouble." Of course, I deny it. And then we have the most wonderful conversation...I even forget that it's raining. A couple of hours later, I'm trudging through the rain. I have to make my way to the other end of the festival and run another booth. It's not long before I see these two girls walk by. They're both wearing buttons on their shirts. So I ask, "Hey...what do your buttons say?" The really cute one shows me her button. It was advertising their dog training company. She said confidently, "We're dog trainers." I replied, "Oh yeah...well put me down for next Thursday." She gave a confused expression then turned to her friend. Then both of them smiled and burst out laughing. What do you know...maybe this rain isn't such a bad thing after all?
