"Man Alive!": Blog and Twitter

[+ SimplyAdam]

Gentlemen –

 

Today I’ve begun both blogging and tweeting, and would love to have anyone interested follow along – and interact as well.

 

You can view my blog at http://www.SimplyAdam.com/blog and read my tweets at http://www.twitter.com/KnowFromAdam.

 

While I haven’t had much energy to devote to this forum, I highly value the connections I’ve made through Daddy’s Reviews – clients, fellow escorts, and sideline supporters alike (including the distinguished Daddy himself). I also would appreciate any feedback and suggestions on how to develop this blog and social medium in a way that validates, uplifts, and encourages men who love men.

 

The next entry will be titled “Naked and Unashamed”. So… is there anything you would like to see covered?

 

Adam

[+ Funguy]

 

The next entry will be titled “Naked and Unashamed”. So… is there anything you would like to see covered?

 

Adam

 

Or uncovered!

 

All kidding aside - this will be a nice entry into the blogging field - we will have a blog from the CLIENT perspective (jawjateck) and, now, from the escort/+ perspectives.

 

Looking forward and thank you, Adam.

[TruHart1]

Or uncovered!

 

All kidding aside - this will be a nice entry into the blogging field - we will have a blog from the CLIENT perspective (jawjateck) and, now, from the escort/+ perspectives.

 

Looking forward and thank you, Adam.

 

+1

 

TruHart1

[+ SimplyAdam]

 

You're welcome, funguy, and thank YOU.

[+ SimplyAdam]

Gentlemen -

 

As you may know, I'm not only a permanent fixture of New York now, but - as aforementioned - I've also begun venturing into the world of blogging and tweeting - and I would appreciate your comments and feedback!

 

Feel free to follow me at

and take your time at http://www.SimplyAdam.com/blog. My hope for the "Man Alive!" blog is for it to be experiential - aspiringly poetic - a living, breathing testament to the beauty of pondered insight. The latest entry, "Going Overboard" (indeed!), is a humble rallying cry for a unique queer identity in an increasingly fearful and comformity-prone climate.

 

May this holiday season find you equally reflective and light-hearted. Be with the intensity, and savor those blissful moments of reprieve. Accept this love, and spread it around with reckless abandon! I’m here in Hell’s Kitchen if you are prone to lay it on me.

 

Simply,

 

Adam

[+ SimplyAdam]

Hi guys!

 

I would appreciate anyone's feedback on my latest blog entry, where I not only give explicit details on the time I lost my virginity as a teenager in a steamy threesome (see below), but also explore how we can gain a sense of community through love-making.

 

I'm a novice writer, and welcome any suggestions on how to make this a more meaningful read for all bi/gay men.

 

Thanks!

 

Adam

 

"As a wide-eyed 18-year-old, I got unceremoniously screwed for the first time in a three-way that had me sucking on some 40something-year-old’s balls while a 30something-year-old pummeled me in every conceivable position. I gleefully pressed my face into a pillow to prevent high heavens-style screaming in my inexperienced overwhelm. And though this crossing of an invisible line in some random room at the Kalamazoo Radisson Hotel positively evoked what would become a comprehensive education I would casually pursue in the coming years (as a rapacious bottom, a perceptive top, and – now – a beast of virile versatility), I do believe that losing one’s virginity to gain a sense of connectivity is best approached as a rite of passage in a world increasingly so distracted it has all but done away with sacred observances." - http://www.simplyadam.com/blog/the-first-timer

[nynakedtop]

sometimes "less" really is "more".... a copy editor friend is a valuable companion!

[+ SimplyAdam]

Hi guys!

 

If any of you will be in or near New York on Friday, 13 February, and would like to meet up - I'll be at a charming cafe in Soho. Details are at http://www.simplyadam.com/blog/a-blog-of-note.

 

Also in the aforementioned link, I eschew perfectionism - and pitch! - and post my dabbling into the sphere of songwriting with a ditty called "Kathmandu Sally," both written and recorded in KTM before I moved to NYC. I hope it brings a smile to a face or two and serves as a reminder that it's in approaching one's imperfection - and in embracing life's ambiguities - that we live more freely and fully.

 

I look forward to crossing paths with some of you in real time, in real life...

 

Adam

[+ SimplyAdam]

Thanks to those of you who have commented on the blog and found some meaning in it. I'm particularly proud of the latest three-part series, "An Apocalyptic Adam," harkening back to my rural Midwestern youth, waiting for Christ's second return, battling demonic presences and OCD, all the while accompanied by my dear dog and a soundtrack of the angelic Miss Amy Grant - then rein all that intensity in to the smoothness of employing routine and ritual in the present in the beating heart of the Capital of the World.

 

A shameless shout out to my latest passion project. If you'll pardon me...

[TruHart1]

Thanks to those of you who have commented on the blog and found some meaning in it. I'm particularly proud of the latest three-part series, "An Apocalyptic Adam," harkening back to my rural Midwestern youth, waiting for Christ's second return, battling demonic presences and OCD, all the while accompanied by my dear dog and a soundtrack of the angelic Miss Amy Grant - then rein all that intensity in to the smoothness of employing routine and ritual in the present in the beating heart of the Capital of the World.

 

A shameless shout out to my latest passion project. If you'll pardon me...

 

I'll pardon you anytime, Adam, and your tri-part blog entry is EPIC!!!

 

TruHart1

[+ SimplyAdam]

Thank you, Tru One!

 

A sneak peak into Friday morning's blog on my sultry 20-months as a madrileno for you (and any eavesdroppers):

 

"Between sessions, I would wander those winding streets of vibrant aliveness – detecting arresting architecture and smelling that musky, masculine scent that seemed to stick to the walls while saturating the dusk – projecting onto as much as being affected by purlieu after periphery of over-drawn siestas by day and newfound friends’ insistence over manifold fiestas that unfolded us into a dawn of big-chested transvestites of the drunken night all but chasing closeted bisexuals to force speedy blowjobs on them for as cheap as €20 and – “¡UFF!” – those super hung, drugged-up South American meat heads hustling every street corner of barrio de Chueca, capturing lonely hombres who haggled, then capitulated, to a fast €50 ass-pounding after having harbored last-minute hard-ons following a Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and – now – Sunday spent playing hard-to-get. I would often wonder at the underhanded dealings and overdoses of human desperation on a given 8am airport run with my white ass packing a butt-load of black money that permitted me to meet Amy Grant in London, greet the beastly bestie along the Amalfi Coast, or even that feat of heading stateside for rotund Midwestern get-togethers over hamburgers and Diet Cokes and West Coast gadabouting with photographs of smiles as contrived as our teeth were bleached."