Blog Related: February 2008 Archives

"Do you know what today is?
It's our anniversary..."
-Tony Toni Toné
from the song "Anniversary"

As I woke up this morning amidst the four to six inches of snow that's blanketing Manhattan as we speak, turning on my computer, busy as ever, doing sixty things at once, I almost forgot. It's February 22nd, the anniversary of the first blog post I ever wrote, it's our anniversary. So I had to drop everything and take a moment to say thank you. Thank you to you all who visit this blog, the lovers, the haters, the readers, the gawkers, the subscribers. You all are what make all of this possible and I appreciate it so much. Who knew that a little place where I came to gripe and whine about my relationship issues would grow into such a big thing, and resonate with so many people.

There's been a lot of growth in the past year from my first blog post to this, my 200-something and the growth is not just mine. My first blog post was about how my best friend Mike and I went to a little off-broadway show and saw from the balcony of the theatre the huge dick print of one of the characters. Since then that little off-broadway show, like that guy's dick, isn't little anymore. "In The Heights" just started it's run on Broadway last week.

And my best friend Mike, who was just an aspiring singer last February, taping himself with my digital camera is now singing backup professionally for big people, people with record contracts and labels and everything. I can't mention them here because they don't all know he's gay yet. That's still some people in the music industry who have a problem with that. That's such bullshit, but to protect his career I won't say who he's worked with, but you know if it were up to me I'd let you know.

As far as my growth is concerned, where do I start. I've laughed, cried, fallen in love, out of love, fucked, dated, masturbated and you've all been along for the ride. And all along the way I've grown as a writer. Not only am I writing a blog, I'm writing for a magazine now and I'm working on a book. I can't believe it's been a year already. Time goes by so quickly when you're having fun.

Thank you all, all the readers out there for your love, support, the advice, and the reads along the way. I'd name names but there's way too many of y'all and I don't want to forget anyone. You know who you are and that I love ya. You know you're appreciated. Hit me up on Yahoo and next time I sign on, hopefully before 2036, I'll respond to your message and we'll chat, maybe even cam if I'm feeling frisky. LOL

Love,
-Adam

PS: Fuck the haters! (I mean that literally if they're good looking haters, just be sure to nutt in their faces and never call again afterwards LOL) And NEVER give up on your dreams.

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Playing In The Background...
"Anniversary"
by Tony Toni Toné
from the album "20th Century Masters - The Millennium Collection: The Best of Tony Toni Toné"
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In Tuesday's blog post entitled "It's Not About What He Knows, It's About Who He Knows..." I said that:

"What's crazy is that in the largest city of the most powerful country in the world, with one of the largest black gay communities in the world that everybody knows everybody and the chances of you or your date having coincidental relationship or sexual overlap is damn near unavoidable."

Yes, as unavoidable as it is, that doesn't mean that I would never date someone who has friendship, relationship, or sexual history with a friend or and ex or a "frex" (a an ex who becomes a friend). Shit, if I took that stand, there'd be no one left to date. I'd have to move out of town and start over. What I do though is take greater consideration of my friend's, exes, or frexes feelings whenever the situation arises (as each individual processes that sort of thing differently) because I realize that dating this new person (who I may not even like next week) isn't necessarily worth causing friction in an already established friendship.

As far as I'm concerned I don't care if my friend dates my ex or vice-versa. An ex is an ex for a reason. Like Chaka Khan says "When it's over it's over. If it's done, oh baby it's done" (I will PayPal $1.25 to the first person who can tell me what song that lyric is from). Who am I to stand in the way of their blessing? Maybe they could be right for each other. You know how the saying goes, "one girl's trash..." It's all good with me as long as they handle things respectfully. I'm learning though that few people are as evolved as me in that regard so I've learned to tread lightly and in that case I decided not to tread at all.

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Playing In The Background...
"Love Machine"
by Girls Aloud
from the album "What Will The Neighbours Say"
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PS: Shade is shade only if it's rooted in truth. Shade that is not rooted in truth is like a tree with no branches. A tree with no branches gives no shade. **SNAP**