Today marks exactly five years since I launched (I did have a blog before that but it was more of a little diary for friends than the game resource it morphed into starting with DCB).
Let’s take a trip down memory lane and then talk about the future.
I had some guest posters: Sally the intern, Dasha the intern, Chaco, and Miss Metropolis, who you may know as DC nightlife queen Kelly Ann Collins. My rocky relationship towards American women continued with posts like why are you out, diamonds, if I was a girl, and two and out.
I even sold t-shirts that read “I Pump And Dump.” My favorite game posts were the tight game week series, status, and womanly advice.
Besides that I took a blow up doll to the beach and Dupont Circle, made women cry with this post, went to Spain, started thinking about moving abroad with discussion on international women, was saddened by someone’s death, started the player or poseur series, introduced the cost per notch, moved the domain to Roosh V.com, and started a new blog called Furball Approved where I’d post funny videos that were reviewed in the voice of my cat. My two favorite posts of the year were my wisdom teeth story and my rules of life.
For April Fools I tried to convince you that I was gay.
I had my full name and job posted on the blog of a gay man, who begged his readers to contact human resources.
But his information was dated and he ended up posting the place I worked at several months prior. Blogging continued to affect my sex life while I learned that women who showed affection made me happier.His attempts to destroy me failed, obviously, and I think it all stemmed from the fact that I rebuffed his advances at a blogger happy hour. I bashed Americans, introduced the flag metric, started learning Spanish, and got tired of women who think they understand women better than men.By the third month of operation I already had multiple haters and the more I hated on others, the more I got hated on. The blog started taking direction with these posts: At the time there were fewer posts about game than recaps of happy hours and club nights. The blog wars of yesteryear were far more artfully done and went for emotional impact instead of merely posting private information.The big drama of the year was my epic blog war with “The Senator,” which is nicely documented on this wiki page. Today any slackjawed retard with an internet connection can post someone’s address, but it takes actual brains to force someone’s blog offline with taunts that bring about immense shame and embarrassment.In fact if you have to resort to posting someone’s private information you’ve already lost, because in the end all you’re doing is… My favorite post of the year would be Glengarry Glen Ross remix, which was to serve as something you can read before going out. The blog began to affect my dating life as more girls found out about it.It’s also this time that I started having my first blog groupies (giddy).