I'm Jerry Banfield, full-time YouTuber, famous online. It is August 15th, 2026, and this is my vlog for today. The headline is this: I just went back and counted, and in the last three weeks I've asked out or attempted to date at least 15 different women. That's five different women a week. And so far, I have zero dates in that time. I'm going to tell you all about it. What I'm so proud of is that I'm getting to where I don't even care what doesn't work anymore. I am obsessed with just going after what does work. Who does work? What works out? What is fun? What works well? What can I learn? Let's make it a great story.
I'm so grateful that my little dating saga with the queen has brought enough views and minutes watched that I just applied for monetization today on this YouTube channel. Thank you to all of you. And I'm actually getting discovered on this channel. A woman messaged me saying she wants to buy one of my shirts. I'm like, nice. A guy dropped a tip this morning — the very first tip on jerrybanfield.com — and it said, "I got the Jerry vibes." Thank you. And TrueSelf just joined the chat for $96 lifetime. So I'm really grateful today for where I'm at. I'll tell you about the different women I've asked out, and I think I'm actually going to have a date two hours from now.
I hesitated to step up and do this vlog. It's like, man, I don't want to talk about this. I'm tired of talking about my life. Then it's like, get up there, boy. You love attention. You love talking about your life. Get up there and talk about it. So I just reflected: I've made efforts and reached out to at least 15 different women, including one I hadn't talked to in months. She initiated the conversation, talking about our website, and then she left a like back on my message. I'm like, all right, not going further than that.
A Cancelled Date and a ChatGPT Reply
Just now, I had a date scheduled this morning with a single mom. I texted her last night to confirm the time — we hadn't set an exact time, and confirming is one way to lock that down. So I texted her at 7:30 last night: let's meet at the park near my house, 10 a.m. She didn't respond last night. I woke up today and I'm like, all right, well, whatever. Then I got a text from a friend who texts me good morning every morning. Then I'm in the bathroom and I hear another text come through, and I'm like, that's her. And it was. I'm like, damn, I've got some sixth sense, Bruce Willis, I-see-dead-people stuff going on here. And what does she text me? I'll paraphrase it: basically, oh, I've got my kid. I didn't know she was a single mom. I met her at work — her work, obviously not my work.
So I'm in the house by myself, and I saw a comment from an attractive-looking profile on my ICP channel that said, thanks for the info. I'm like, all right, cool. Maybe a woman one day will go to jerrybanfield.com, book a call to talk to me, and be like, oh, you know what? I fell in love with you watching your videos. That doesn't seem very likely, does it? But it'd be funny if it happened.
So, where was I before I took this tangent? Oh, the single mom. She's like, oh, I have my kid, I didn't know. I had met her Monday. I texted her Friday night to confirm. She texted me Saturday morning: sorry, I have to cancel. So I go into ChatGPT and I'm like, all right, this is what I want the message to say — just make it say that. And I send a message back: "No worries. I'm a single dad, too. I know how quickly kid schedules can change. 🙂 You can pick another day." And she said, "Great, thanks for understanding." And I didn't respond. I said she can pick another day, so it's on her at this point. She's a single mom — she said she was very single when I met her — and I'm going to just give her space. If she wants to go out with me, she ought to think about me and reach out and want to go out with me.
Remote Viewing at Yoga
Otherwise, I'm making so many efforts at yoga. Today I tried to do a little remote viewing of the future. I know how that sounds, but I got there early, and I realized I need to start getting to the yoga class early because that works even better. Instead of me putting my mat next to someone else, I kind of view out what the space is going to look like and where I should position. Then whoever puts their mat next to me has to choose to put their mat next to me. That's actually how I got that crush on that woman at yoga — she kept putting her mat next to me, and I was like, oh, yeah. She put hers next to mine like three or four times, and I put my mat next to hers like twice. That's how that went down.
Bobby Rio and The Invisible Game
Let me back up. I've been watching Bobby Rio — he's been one of my favorite dating YouTubers lately. I went and bought his book last night, called The Invisible Game, and I'm halfway through it already at double speed. And I'm really locked in on this headspace: you know what? I know how to play games. You want to play games? Okay, I'll play with you. Say hello to my lover. I know how to play games. I can get good at games. You could call it a dance, you can call it a game, but it's just dating. I'm going to play the game, and I'm going to just focus on winning the game. What is winning the game? Having a woman that I really like, that really likes me, that I enjoy spending time with, and maybe we can build a life together. That's winning the game. Whatever I've got to do to win the game that's loving and respectful of other people, I'm going to do that.
So I bought Bobby Rio's course for $79. I watched some upsell for a $67-a-month membership, and I bought that too, but it was free for 14 days. I'll probably cancel it, but I might not. There's a bunch of dudes in there talking, and I'm like, okay, this is just hard. This is just a game you've got to learn. And I realize the prize is being able to be the kind of man that I'm proud to be — who's not controlled by his emotions, who's not checking his phone wondering why she didn't message me, because I've got all kinds of other stuff to do. And look, if the woman is right for me, she's going to make sure she has me. She's going to identify herself as my queen, not the other way around. Because while the other way around would work for me, it doesn't seem to spark attraction for the woman.
Practicing Manly Talk at the Sober Bar
Last night, I went out to Sober Bar again, which is a mocktails place in Gulfport. I sat there, and this dude across the bar starts talking to me, and I'm practicing my manly talking so I can be prepared for this date I might actually have in two hours — a coffee date from my matchmaking service. For example, instead of asking questions, I just make statements. I just start assuming. I did this great when I was a police officer — I was used to being the leader and the one in charge. If I did ask questions, it was a why question: why did you do that? So with that in mind, I went out to Sober Bar after going to my AA meeting. It's just kind of nice to feel like I could go sit at a bar and have a drink, and it was all sober, and I could just drive home afterwards. That was nice. I called my brother, talked to him, had a good conversation, went to bed. I also uploaded a bunch more shorts that I filmed.
Making Money Straight Off My Website
I'm really happy, and I'm proud of y'all supporting me. I really appreciate being able to do this full time. Yesterday, somebody bought the second chat membership, and you can see him right on the leaderboard on my website. You get to choose your profile name and everything — it's just anonymous if you don't put anything — so you get to have a profile there. TrueSelf really made my night with that $96 purchase for the chat. And then a guy yesterday from the Netherlands dropped $39 for an instant 10-minute call with me. He didn't create an account, so he's not on the leaderboard, but he paid $39 for a quick 10-minute call. I texted him three minutes afterwards on WhatsApp, and three minutes after that we were on video chat, and we had the 10-minute call wrapped up, and it was great. That felt awesome. I made over $130 yesterday, just straight off my website. Then I wake up to a $5 tip this morning. I'm like, let's go. And all this while the ICP price is in the crapper — once that shoots up, then all kinds of stuff is going to go up.
I'm also going to start making courses. Look, y'all want technical tutorials? Fine — y'all are going to have to pay for those on my website. I'm not putting out a network nervous system tutorial for free. I'll put out the clickbait stuff, and then you can pay for the technical tutorials, and you can pay to have a call with me. The business is just a game too, and I'm willing to play the business game — willing to do what it takes to give you as much value as I can. I hope these vlogs are value, so you can see what a real, authentic, introspective man's life looks like.
Scanning the Room at AA
So I went to this AA meeting last night — I'll wrap back to the yoga story in a minute. I went to see if this woman was there from a week ago, and she wasn't. I was like, dang, I was hoping to see her again and ask her out. That's what I was trying to do. There were a couple of other women there that I liked. One still had her wedding ring on, so I'm like, I'm not even saying hi to her. And the other one — nah, she's too big for me. Let's just stop acting like she's not. That's why I didn't make moves before, even though there was some chemistry. I'm like, nah, she's still too big for me. I have a right to have a preference. And I just walked out of the meeting.
After Sober Bar I came home, went to bed at like midnight, and woke up. And this is really interesting. This morning I went to yoga and I went to my AA meeting, and I shared in my AA meeting, because it's time. People were talking about doing the next right thing and making amends to others we've hurt. And I'm like, here's the thing: the next right thing — who determines that? Me. That's who. Who put this thing together? Me. So I determine the next right thing. And what is the next right thing? According to my long-term goals. Because people say the next right thing according to God, or other people, or my wife, or whatever — there need to be clear definitions in life. My clear definition of the next right thing is anything that advances me toward my long-term goals: health, world domination — I said that out loud — changing the world for the positive, a real authentic world, health, family, love, joy, connection, prosperity. And then, long term: a wife, more kids. Though I guess I can't tell them that on a date. And I'm also going to own my YouTube. This is what I do. If you don't like it, that's fine with me, but I'm doing this, and I'm doing it how I do it, and I'm good at it. If you want in, that's fine. If not, you're just going to be a one-time story on here, or a few-weeks saga on here. This is how I am, this is who I am and what I do, and I'm good at it.
Selfless vs. Selfish
So I went to AA and I shared that I've been too selfless. Because if you're too selfless, people are just going to use you. The selfish people — you're going to be their slave. You're going to work for them, you're going to marry them, you're going to do whatever they want. And I'm like, if I have to choose between being the selfish one who gets what I want or the selfless one who just serves others all the time, I'm going to be the selfish one. I want to get what I want, and that's my number one goal from now on. And I'm not out here acting like some manipulative nice guy — oh yeah, I'll just make any kind of videos you want. No. I'm going to make the videos I want to make that are fun. I'm going to try and help you, and I'm here for you. At jerrybanfield.com, I'm here for you, but I'm going to make the videos I want to make that I think will be helpful, and I'm going to try and give you the most value I can every day — and I've set up a platform there where you can give what you want to give, and I'm prepared to receive it. And yes, I felt a little awkward sharing all that at the meeting.
No More Apologizing
It was the same with the making-amends step in AA, where you make this list of all the people you've harmed. I went along, in the last 12 and a half years sober, apologizing and admitting I was wrong all the time. You know what? I get pissed off when I admit I'm wrong and no one else admits when they're wrong. Almost no one admits when they're wrong to me. So I realized either I need to make other people say they're wrong, or I need to stop saying I'm wrong. And since I can't make other people do stuff very easily, I'm just going to stop being wrong. Everything I do — I'm not apologizing for anything I do anymore. Everything I do is right according to me, doing the best I can to try and get the things that I want and give the things I have to offer to life. If you don't like that, that's your problem, because I can't control your reaction, and I've come to believe it's just manipulative to go around trying. Like what I did with the queen — oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. So pathetic. Dude, stop. You did what you did. Stop being sorry. Stop being wrong. Just do right according to your goals and objectives all the time and never apologize.
I learned that online. When I changed my race in 2022, there was not one inch of apology out of me anywhere. If people didn't like it, that's their problem. If they wanted to call me names — call me a racist because I changed my race, which is perfectly legal — that's their problem. That's their choice, not my choice. And I learned it on Steam. Nine years ago, I created this account service, and everybody was nasty about it. So then I apologized, and the apology I gave made it worse — people were horrible. I should have just owned the account creation service and never apologized. That was a valuable lesson I learned online: never apologize for anything online, ever. I do everything out of joy, out of love, out of trying to give value, and if somebody else doesn't like it, that's their problem. It doesn't matter what the consequences are. I don't care about authority, so anything authority does, that's them. I never admit any wrongdoing and never apologize, absolutely at all.
But in my personal life, especially with dating, I've been such a sad case all the time. Oh, I'm sorry. Oh, that was wrong. No. I did that all the time with my ex-wife. The day after we decided to get separated, I wrote her this two-page letter about how sorry and wrong I was. Do you think I got one back? Hell no. It's been 10 months, and hell no, I've not gotten a letter back from her. She's never addressed anything she's done in a relationship, ever. And since I can't make her do that, it's clear going forward: no apologies, no admitting wrongdoing. If anybody else gets harmed — oops, I'll try not to do that again, and I'll adjust my own internal routines. But otherwise it just makes life miserable. To me, apologizing and being wrong is all subservience to authority, or it's a manipulative strategy to try and make people take certain actions. If we all just go around following our own values, then we're at least going to be living authentically. And that, to me, is manly. What I did with the queen was so embarrassing.
The Scrambler Plan for the Queen
I was listening to Bobby Rio's course, and he talks about the scrambler — this technique for when you haven't talked with somebody and you want to re-engage. I'm like, I may run the scrambler on the queen. I may send the text message exactly out of his course, because I have the perfect favor to ask. I realized that if one of these podcasts is willing to offer money for that video, the only person I really need to ask is her. So I may run the scrambler: reach out, ask her for a favor — hey, you remember that video I sent you? If I edited out everything that made you personally identifiable, would you be cool with me releasing that to the public? How do you feel about that? If she doesn't like it or isn't interested, then I can be like, all right, cool, I'll keep it private. If she's like, no problem, then that's a good reason to reach out and make contact. And at this point, I don't care about losing anymore. I don't care about anything that doesn't work out. It doesn't matter how other people respond. All that matters is I'm making the effort.
The Full Yoga Ask-Out Story
Now, back to the yoga story. Today I went to yoga, and I was kind of remote viewing where I should put my mat to put myself in the right situation. Although I've got a question about my calculation — the dude in front of me seemed to have a much better spot than I did. But I went in this morning, put my mat down, and a beautiful woman comes up and puts her mat right down next to only me. She's against the wall — I had put my mat in a position where one person could pick a spot where I'd be the only one next to them and they'd be against the wall. So I start talking manly to her. I start assuming stuff, and I start correctly guessing various things about her life. We have a nice, flirty conversation. I also notice, though, that she's not asking any questions about me. I'm trying both to practice my masculine talking and to see if I'm accurately reading her subtle cues. My read was that she appreciates the attention, but she's not that interested in me — and if I ask her out, she's probably going to say no. But I'm like, let me test this and make sure the read was accurate.
I waited until after the class was over, because you don't want to ask someone on a date before the yoga class and then have to be next to them the whole time. That could be awkward when there are no other places to put your mat, either. So at the end of the class — this woman was strong, probably 15 to 20 years younger than me — I'm like, you were strong, that was a good job in that class. I gave her a compliment, and she gave me a couple of compliments back. Then I said, with all those characteristics, I'd figure there's like an 80 percent chance you have a boyfriend. She's like, no, I'm actually single, and I'm kind of just doing my own thing right now. My first read was: okay, she's probably not interested in going out with me based on what she just said. It may be nothing personal — maybe she's just not looking to date right now. But from what she said, if I asked whether she wanted to go out, the answer would probably be no. Still, in my experience it's important to practice: go ahead and fail, then you'll know for sure, and be ready to handle it immediately without flinching.
So I'm like, all right, I'm going for it. I left some silence for a minute, and then — it was pretty smooth when it came out, though I'm having trouble remembering exactly what I said — I said something like, well, I'm in a different state of mind: since you're single, I'd love to take you out. And she's like, well, I really appreciate that. I'm just staying in and doing my own thing right now, and working. So I said something like, well, I had to ask — and I hope you enjoy taking that compliment home. I didn't apologize or back off what I said. In fact, she said something like she appreciated me asking, so it left her feeling good. And I'm like, there you go. Take that compliment home. Nice meeting you, have a great day. And then I looked around to see if there were any more women. And I just felt good. I'm like, that's me. That's who that is. That's me. It felt good.
It's like: go out there and don't even understand that there's any idea of failure. All you do is go out there and make an effort. Take shots over and over and over again. And that felt great. And then I'm like, all right, let me watch the rest of this course. I also just got the name for my date — I just giggled, because I now see the name of the woman I'm apparently meeting in two hours. So cool. I'm having such a good time.
Getting Back Into My Masculinity
I feel like I'm getting back into my proper masculinity. To me, that means I'm rock solid all the time. Emotions do not throw me off. I can feel my feelings, but I'm still grounded and proud of myself, and I've got my own back. I'm never beaten — I'm not beating myself up or feeling bad or apologizing or making myself wrong, because I've always got my own back. And then I'm always looking out for the people I love, and I'm always a rock-solid parent — a co-parent my kids can depend on and my ex-wife can depend on.
Baseball, Therian Tails, and Family
I went to my son's baseball practice today. That boy can throw. He launched it from like past second base all the way to first. I'm like, nice. He needed the tee on the batting, but he's so athletic, and he's hardly even practiced. And dude — I just got the message from my date, and her name is literally spelled exactly the same as one of my sisters'. That's just entertaining to me. And that same sister actually messaged me today. I sent her a voice memo of what I was doing — maybe two and a half minutes is too much for a voice memo, but she likes to talk and have hour-long phone conversations once or twice a month, so we don't get to catch up that much otherwise. At my son's practice, it was so cool — my ex-mother-in-law was there, and I'm like, hey, I haven't seen you in a while. And I was cool with it. I just enjoyed the time with my son. My daughter was there too, and I brought her these Therian tails that I bought for her that she likes. I'm just feeling so grateful, so manly, so grounded in myself.
Tim the Barber and Great Clips Practice
Last thing we'll cover: I went to get a haircut from Tim the barber. Dude, why are you off every time I need you? Tim the barber is walking distance from my house, and the last two times I've been there, he's out. Bro, it's Friday, Saturday — you're gone every time I need you. So I went over to Great Clips today, and this woman was there, and I'm like, I'm going to practice talking manly to her. I had her laughing, and I hardly asked her any questions unless it was a why question — I just started assuming things about her. She said she was a mom, and I guessed her child's age within one year. I'm like, all right, I'm getting good at this. Using my psychic abilities to impress women, to lead, and to show what I've got to offer.
I really appreciate that y'all have been watching crazy amounts of these videos — the average watch time on these has been awesome, like ten minutes, nine minutes, nine minutes on the last one. I'm grateful that you're here, and I know if you keep watching, these will do amazing things in your life. You can catch every day of this saga on my Daily Vlogs playlist. And thank you to those of you most actively supporting me — like TrueSelf, who has a chat with me at jerrybanfield.com/chat, a chat that's just me and just the people here: no moderators, no censoring, no third-party crap.
Amazon Took Down My Own Shirts
I'm also going to put lots more stuff in the store. I sent Amazon a document off ChatGPT that said: I'm Jerry Banfield, and I give Jerry Banfield permission to put my shirts up. It was so ridiculous. I had exchanged all these other emails with Amazon merch on demand, and finally, what I needed to do was have ChatGPT generate a document from myself to myself to give to them to prove that I can use my own brand. Boy, that's dumb, but they just need their paperwork. Amazon took my Jerry Banfield shirts down to protect the Jerry Banfield brand. I'm like, thanks. That's like some mafia stuff, isn't it? They come around, and you've got to pay them to protect you from what ends up being them. All right. So I should have some shirts coming back up, and I'm going to put my Jerry Banfield shirts back up. I'm not going to wear a Jerry Banfield shirt on this first date, either.
Asymmetric Opportunities
I'll let y'all know how this date goes tomorrow. It's nice, after making at least 15 efforts with at least 15 different women. And we'll see what happens with the queen. I'm going to think some more about whether I want to do the scrambler — we're probably going to do it, because I just don't care at this point anymore. There's like nothing to lose. Worst-case scenario, at this point it's already over, so why not just try? There's almost nothing to lose and everything to gain. And that, to me, is what I'm looking for in life: asymmetric opportunities. Where do I have everything to gain and almost nothing to lose? And where is my mind lying to me, saying there's something to lose, when whatever I might lose is trivial and whatever I might gain is the world, Chico, and everything in it?
All right. I appreciate you reading, and we'd love to get to know you on jerrybanfield.com.