20 questions

20 questions

Where are all the real singers at for this generation, I mean damn we don’t have any up and coming Luther Vandross, Patti Labelle, Shirley Caesar, you know folks who can SANG with undeniable talent, where are y’all?

Why in DC the black gay clubs are dwindling away, now its gay night at certain clubs, but with the large homosexual population in the DC metro area you can’t tell me there aren’t enough to have at least two clubs exclusively catering towards black gays every night of the week, yes the Delta is still around but that’s only Saturday, Fireplace and the Mill are bars so they don’t count.

Since I am on my traveling shtick now, um…how can I carve time out to work out?

How come all my friends have moved/ or moving away, is God trying to tell me sumthin?

Why is that Negroes can be the most ingenious folks when they are trying’ to pimp the system but act like they too lazy to work a job.

When am I going to be able to get my haircut?!?!?!?!?

Why have I been celibate for five months, and I’m not pressed to start back with anyone?

When was the last time you ever seen two Jamaican people together, romantically, in the US?

Why when you call and leave two messages on someone’s phone, why they got the nerve to hit you up online talking about they got your messages, and they going to hit you up? Just call damn, why you got to email me that you’re going to call?

Why are there like no black people in San Antonio?

If God made dirt, so dirt won’t not hurt…then who made pain?

Why now that I’m working out and put a photo of my back on facebook why am I all of a sudden getting friend requests…Negroes I tell ya…LOL

So I used to work out a Bally’s on L ST in the morning, and there were these guys I nicknamed the swole twins, why did I find out that the tall one is like 35 and gay?

But why do I still have crush on the shorter of the two, and why am I hoping that one day we’ll meet up and he’ll like me?

Why am I so bad at flirting?

Why 35 and up negroes are the ones who I’m most attracted to (with the except of the short swole twin)?

Why people think I’m mean, quiet, lonely, or arrogant when I first meet them, but after 5-10 minutes they then think I’m nice, amiable, great personality and a comedian?

So why I have slacked off my on making my mix tape?

Why am I ready to be famous…better yet infamous?

Are you ready for me?

Each One Teach One

Each one Teach One

One thing that I always wanted was a mentor, someone who I could get advice from, learn from their experiences either professional or personal. When I was in college they had this group called Akoma Circle, which was to peer mentoring for black freshman and transfer students, I tried joining, but I was told that I really don’t need a mentor because I already had a plan, and I was working towards it. Now get this, I was asked to be a mentor for sophomores and juniors when it was my first yea. Honestly, it pissed me off b/c I felt that I was getting the short end of the stick b/c everyone thought I always had it all together which to a degree was the case, I’ve always worked towards my goals, had a strategic plan and stayed with it, and more often than not especially back then I achieved those goals.
Then I went to into the working world and I tried to get a de-facto mentor when I worked on the Hill but that didn’t work out, mainly because I was part of the “IN” crowd, one of those kids who went to an HBCU, or came from a family that had connections. So that didn’t work out for me. Then when I worked at an international consulting firm, I was in the process of securing a mentor and she was actually really knowledgeable, friendly, easy to talk to, and she was the one who hipped me how people in the know get jobs and network in DC. She worked at this place called Africare, which is the largest and oldest non-profit organization for aid to African run by African-Americans. So what she told me to do was to call these three people, who just so happened to be high up in the organization, drop her name, and ask for an informational interview. At the time, I had heard that of informational interviews, but not as a way to land a job but merely to gain information on the job field. So I did what she told me to, and I came in hand with my resume, to make a long story short, they were trying to find a place for me at the organization and basically said hey go back to school get a masters and come back to us, and you’ll have a job. Now, see this was the very first time, that anything like that had ever happened to me, and why did it happen b/c I had someone who was trying to help me in a manner similar to what a mentor helps a mentee.
Now to expand this concept to the gay life, there are a good amount of guys who have a gay father, from my understanding it is usually a guy who has been in the gay life longer than someone else who is new, like a neophyte, and gives them advice and helps them out. A friend of mine and I were talking, and saying how it would have helped us tremendously to have someone like a gay father that we could have learned from their mistakes and their experiences, instead of making them on my own.
But what kills me is that I’m not someone people think needs help, or ever have an inclination to try to help. There were times where I was asking for help and advice and people are unwilling to help me, why, b/c they think I am joking or patronizing them. When is it going to be my time to get a mentor, or is my role to be the mentee?


Just my thoughts

Don't Mess with Texas

Friday I get a phone call from my job asking me what am I working on, so of course I tell them. Then a higher up at the company asks “Do you have any issues going to San Antonio?” Well to make a long story short the month of October that was supposed to be very laid back and boring, now not only am I traveling to San Antonio, but also Upstate New York, Southern VA, and Augusta, Georgia. There is only one week the week of the 23rd where I will be home for a full week, every other week I’m going to be traveling Monday to Friday, flying back home on Friday leaving again on Monday.



So I’m in San Antonio Texas, have you ever seen one of those movies that show Texas as this hot sunny somewhat desolate place? They were describing San Antonio, there is a stillness in the air, and short of the birds there isn’t too much activity from anyone. There are a lot of people of Mexican decent here, which isn’t a big surprise. But what was at least to me, is so far in 3 days I have seen a total of 10 black people in the city of San Antonio. Yesterday I went to their Riverwalk yesterday and it was cool a lot of restaurants and tourist friendly areas. One thing I have to say is that San Antonio has some great food! Yesterday I had great BBQ, and the day before some amazingly good Mexican Food. FYI don’t mess with Mexican Food if you have to drive, Mexican food gives me the ‘itis.


I got a phone call from this guy I met who was really cool, but I haven’t heard from him in a month. When he called me he told me he was okay, which was good, but he broke up with his boyfriend of two years. Basically he found out his boyfriend was trying to get back with his X, and actively seeking sex online from various website. I am not going to get into the nitty gritty, but after all this was said and done, my boy found out that this guy was pretty much a slut, he had approx 500 sex partners. My jaw was on the ground, and I just kept thinking that this guy had to have some serious sexual trauma happen to him on a continual basis. Man that’s a lot of fucking.

What’s interesting to me is that I was talking to my aforementioned boy, and he was telling me how some of his friends that where Khans how’d they steal money from corporations. What they would do, is that someone in that house would get the first a job let’s say at Coke-Cola, and after getting a paycheck they would take that check and take it to a computer where they had check writing and imaging software. Take that check and every few weeks print out a copy of the check, that they made. So I asked how come they don’t get caught, and he then informed me that they would write the check of amounts under the authorization level so unless there was audit these kids would not get caught. When he told me this, I was surprised that people would do this, just go and show face at a ball and hopefully win competitions.
As things develop I will definitely keep you all abreast.

Third Installment of T.E.R.P.S.

Okay so here is my third installment of T.E.R.P.S., pretty much I’m doing well in almost all the areas, now I have to step it up both in intensity and in goals. So let me recap for those who are not familiar over the summer I developed this five point plan in order to improve myself on the five areas of life that I deemed important to me, Travel, Economics, Relationships, Physical, and the Spiritual.

Travel was and still is important for a few reasons, mainly because I usually sit home alone and wonder what the hell to do. Originally I had planned on saving up to go to Bahian Heat for 2007, and make an out of town trip at least once a month. Well as of now, I have most definitely traveled out of the DC metro area at least once a month, from going back home, Norfolk, VA, Philly, New York, and to Baltimore. I have definitely kept up on my domestic traveling, but as far as the Bahian Heat goes, I am not too sure I want to go on an exclusively gay thing anymore. Granted the price is most definitely right, but I am growing tried of the Pride scene. So right now I am rethinking, I am thinking about actually taking a trip in January, February, or March. This way its off season for a lot of tourist spots, and the crowds won’t be nearly as bad. In the mail a few days ago I got this coupon from NWA saying that I can travel roundtrip to anywhere in the US for 198, anyone have any suggestions? Oh my best friend and I decided last night we are going to go to the Evisu Ball in October, it should be very interesting, considering I really didn’t get to see anything but one category, but the energy was LIVE.

Economics, or my economic state rather is extremely important because I took a job where I make about 50% more than what I was making previously. I got a financial advisor signed up for two money market accounts, with automatic withdrawal from my checking account, rolled over money into my 401k, money that was automatically put into a savings vehicle with the state, now I have that money put into an IRA. But now, what I am working on or have in the works owning a home by Thanksgiving, which is five months earlier than I had originally planned. Refinance my truck after I buy my home, and in the process of doing all this clean up my credit report, get rid of as many errors as possible, and when take time comes along make sure I hire the best CPA for my situation. So that I can take advantage of all the take breaks that come along with owning a home. From there I want to aggressively pay off my credit card debit which is only 1600, and to pay off what I owe on my truck like 10k. Ideally I want to keep saving 200 a month at least, and pay off my credit card in 6-8 months, and to pay off my truck in two years.

Relationships, well this is probably the one area of myself and my life that I am not so good in. What I have done is strengthen the bonds I have with my true friends that I have, and cut off those aren’t really helpful. What I have found out is that, I only have three real friends, which is about average, but two are no longer in the DC metro area as of October, and my best friend lives in Richmond. So I’m finding myself more and more alone. So what I am trying to figure out now is how can I meet more people, currently the only activity I do consistently is go to the gym, but I’ll get into that later. I’ve tried doing the Habitat for Humanity but in the DC and Northern VA area, they do things so sporadically that its not consistent enough. For instance, I signed up for things to do in July, and its September and they are just now having some events. I was also thinking about joining a graduate chapter of my frat, but the more I think about it, the more it gives me a headache, I love my frat just not the brothers, well not most. So right now I’m trying to find some activities to get involved with so that I can start meeting people who have some interests outside of bedroom.

Physical, my physical is getting there. I am on this new workout regime where I workout two body parts a day for 5-6 days a week. Which pretty much means I’m hitting everybody part at least twice and I have definitely seen some results. I have done this four about four weeks and I have gained strength and lost about six lbs. I took creatine for like two weeks, and it has definitely helped. I’m not on creatine and will wait two weeks before trying cell tech. But what I really need more than any supplement is a workout partner. Because I find myself not pushing myself as far as I could for fear that I will drop the weight and cause physical damage. Every now and again, I ask for someone to spot me, and when I do I am able to push myself further than I ordinarily would.

Spiritual, I haven’t found a home church, but I honestly haven’t been looking. I started to revive some of my old spiritual practices that I used to do, and it centers me.

Adam4Adam redux

Me and this website have a history together, I remember when I was on it as early as 2003, and the most at any time for people logged on was 400. Then after a while it grew, not only in numbers but the type of people that were on the website, whereas before when out of 20 people they had about three or four that had explicit photos, but as the site grew it changed from being like a gay Blackplanet to more of a cruise and hook up spot. Now recently after not being on the site for little over a year and a half I created a new account. The website is Adam4adam.com, now when I have logged in there are at least 1100 people logged in at any time, and there are more explicit photos than not. But that was not my rationale for joining the site again, I have started to travel a lot more, and I want to meet people in other areas outside of DC (Dirty City), and A4A provides a means to do so. So this time unlike in the past, I’m taking the site, and the folks on the site for what they are, pure entertainment. Two years ago, I was talking to a guy I knew about the site, and just internet sites in general, he told me something that I never thought of, that guys are living a life on the site that they are not in reality. Which once I thought about it, made sense, because that would explain so many headless shots, so many guys who write I’m looking for friends but specify that they only want friends who do this, or that in bed, and why there were so many obviously fake profiles. I mean who thinks that if you have a 40 inch waist that you’re anyplace near muscular, or bodybuilder build. Or a photo attached to a profile with stats that clearly do not match.
But to each his own, since my profile has no words, no sexual positions, and does not specify as to what I am there for. So it is interesting to see who contacts me and how they come across. So far most of the guys have been surprisingly demure and no where near as brash as they used to be. What I still don’t understand is how in the DC metro area there are at least 1000 people logged in at any point of time. I mean that just seems extremely high. To each his own, so I can’t judge.
What comes out of all of this will be interesting to see, one of my friends has and continuously finds boyfriends, but other ones I know are not in contact with any of the guys they met from any website. Again, it will be interesting.

Just my thoughts

Who's the gay rapper?!?!?!?!!?!??!

A few years back I heard noise about this openly gay rapper, I first I thought it was gimmick then I saw a documentary about him, and his name was Caushan. I also heard that the boy was supposed to have skills, and that some radio DJ in New York were backing him, Starr and Buckwild. Then one of my boys told me that he supposedly had heard his song that was take on Biggie’s single, the name escapes me, which he took the song and discussed how he’d like to fuck some of his favorite rap stars. I never heard it, not even in a gay club so I don’t know how well he interpreted BIG’s song. But to me it brings up a really good point, how come you don’t have any gay rap stars at least on the underground, I mean various cities have their own underground scene, and they will play an up and coming artist in their club, but not for gay clubs.

Someone told me about a group called the Deep Dick Collective, but I never heard of them, but from what I gathered, which I could be wrong they were maybe a little too intellectual for the rap scene in general, a little too heavy on the gay and not enough on the rap. Then of course you heard the allegations thrown at every female rapper who isn’t jumping around praising the money cars and riches her pussy got here about how they must be real gay, and always butch too. But there are way too many gay men who grew up on rap and hip-hop for some of the artists out now not to be. I mean I want to hear some gay rap songs, that you wouldn’t really know they were gay except for the pronouns, I want the production to be on the same level as other up and coming artists, for the creativity to be there, and the lyrics to be banging. But since I can’t find anyone, who is doing this, I’ve decided to write, produce, and rap my own gay themed mixtape. The sole goal of this really isn’t to become famous, but to hear good music at the gay clubs when I go, I mean Beyonce, Rihanna, Busta, and et al, all have hot songs, but on some level they don’t speak to me, and since no one else is speaking to me, I guess I will have to raise my own voice. I’ve told my friends about my idea, and they think I’m joking and they think I’m crazy, which means I’m on the right track. I have been writing lyrics and after that, I have to um shop for some beats, and book some studio time, get it pressed up, and talk to some gay DJ’s and see if they’re willing to play it at just to see if folks will fuck with it.

Maybe someone else is already doing this but I don’t know, but I’m definitely going to have to done in time for my 25th, I’ve read my lyrics to some of my friends, and they like them, so it’ll be cool to see kids grinding to my joints!

Just my thoughts

Evisu Ball Revelation!

Greyhound E-ticket roundtrip fare from DC to NYC: $ 46.00

Cost to the Evisu Ball: $ 30.00

Spending time with my cousin/best friend: Priceless

So now that I’m fully rested from my Evisu Ball experience, I will say this, it was definitely an experience that is not for the faint of heart, the sleepy, or the impatient. First off thanks to the Asian bus driver chick on the greyhound bus that drove us from DC to NYC in a little under 4 hours from there Bookie and I then took the A train (shout out to Duke Ellington), while on the train I was trying to see guys who I thought may be heading to the same place we are, I did see this fine chocolate guy, who I was right about, turns out he was videotaping the whole ball, and his name is Andre Revlon. After walking to the ball, we get in line, and I’m noticing about at least 4 guys that I recognize from being in DC, small world after all. One turns out I saw walking on my obsession in the white trunks in the sex siren category and was a feature at Ballroom Rockstar, not only is he fine as May wine, he’s a Balenciaga (Aga). I will discuss them later, while in line I also see this tall chocolate brother, who incidentally went to the same barber as myself on George Avenue. While in line, we hear this loud yelling in the back, and turns out there are some Puetro Rican guy was fighting, or getting beat, there were too many people blocking my view, and I was not about to get caught up in some mess. But after that died down, everything was kosher.

So we make our way upstairs and the venue is small but packed, it looked like a step show at an HBCU. While in the venue looking for a seat, we spot a fellow Alum Taurus, and she was walking in women’s face. She’s in a new house and I don’t remember the name of it, one of her best friends started the house, and is the house mother. Their table was right next to the Balenciaga table(s). Now, I don’t know, nor profess to know a lot about the House culture, like some people. But there seemed to be certain Houses that were the “grand dames” over other Houses, for those who are Greek think about the divine 9 but only five count, and don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about .

So after sitting and waiting, and sitting, the MC’s come out and start getting the crowd hyped. After what seems to be an endless parade of Legends, Icons, Stars, shout outs, and random ass people, the ball starts around 2 am. The Ball starts with a very long performance by the House of Evisu, the house that was ball was organized by, and named after. It seemed to be the various stars of the House of Evisu in their respective categories from around the US. Then there was a performance by old head twisters (I’m using the term old head as a means of respect to those who had obviously been performing a long time and are extremely talented).

While all this was going on, I was looking around the various guys that where there. I will tell you this, that a lot of those guys were YOUNG. I felt like I was looking into the faces of the future. I mean I can’t front some of them I was like, holler at you in 4-5 years when you’re 23 and up. There were two dark skin young men looked like 18-21. The first one, West Indian or African looking guy who was walking as an Aga in the category of Realness with a Twist. Very good-looking, and it seemed that this was his biggest ball he’s been in, and he was extremely polite. He had to keep crossing over to get to his clothes and whatnot, and he seemed very nervous, my best friend and I were helping give him his clothes, and outfit, etc. He definitely had that realness down to T, and when he did his element (red = hands) he was pretty good, but unfortunately he was chopped (meaning one of the judges did not want him to go to the next round). The other guy was sitting at the house table and he didn’t compete but was there I guess for moral support.

Disclaimer= I do not mean any harm but I will have to say what was on my heart about this one person, unfortunately Harold Aga, the father of the House of Balenciaga.

That big black ass man got on my last damn nerve! I just kept thinking can someone throw negro a piece of Ms. Peachez fried chicken so he can shut the hell up! This bamas (you like that dc slang right) first off he was not sitting or standing with his house table, instead he stood the whole night next to the stairs that contestants had to go up in order to compete, in my opinion that was wrong. I mean people had to pass him, and he’s a big guy, so he can be physically intimidating especially when he’s eyeing you up and down, just b/c you’re competition and he’s sizing you up. There needs to be rule that if you’re not walking in that category you cannot be near the stairs. The second and most annoying was that this negro has a booming voice that carries and permeates any eardrums within hearing distance. Being Greek I can understand and appreciate having love and pride in your organization/house, and repping that to the fullest, but I do not need to have your hot ass breath straightening the hair on the back of my neck, especially when its 3,4,5, and 6 am, and you are in bad need of some altoids . Overall I was just annoyed by him, he may be a great guy, a great house father, but that night he was too much.

Oh before I forget, let me tell you what happened with my cousin and this guy. My cousin in a real woman, meaning that she has a fully functioning uterus, and there were a lot of fem queen transsexuals that had varying degrees of passability. But as Taurus and I were talking there was this guy who was trying to get my cousin’s attention. But come to find out he thought she was passable transsexual. My cousin was actually happy with the compliment because some of those girls were so close that they were better looking women that you couldn’t even imagine them as man.

Now onto the categories, I only stayed to part one because I couldn’t hang with the kids, I guess having a full time job has really impeded on my ability to hang out all day and night. But out of the categories I saw I will tell you this, some of the folks brought it in my opinion. I mean damn there was this one femme queen from House of XTRAVAGANZA that bitch was so real that I thought the House of XTRAVAGANZA were cheating by letting that Puetro Rican girl in that category, but what really surprised me was that she didn’t win, that some other girl won, was no where NEAR as real that that homegirl, can we say politics. Evidently, the House Mother and Father of XTRAVAGANZA were surprised b/c they brought that chick back, and were like what the hell, can you see that she’s damn near menstruating, that’s how much she was a damn woman!

But overall my favorite category was Realness with a Twist, which is basically guys who can pass for straight, but then vogue down in the most feminine looking outfits out. What killed me is that there were so many guys walking, man that line was longer than the free lunch line. What was really interesting is that even as a gay man I was surprised to see these guys who a. I couldn’t clock, and b. that there were so many. I guess I still have some lingering prejudices, and stereotypes. The biggest compliment, my cousin gave unwittingly was that she leaned over to me and asked, “now all these guys are straight that like to vogue right?” I had to let her know that in theory, and maybe there have been guys that have been comfortable enough in their masculinity and heterosexuality to compete in such an environment but more likely than not, no they were all gay.

One thing I would like to get into would be how can people pay for the costs of the ball, the costs of becoming a transsexual, and the what happens when they have sashayed their at their last ball, did their last dip, do the houses really help the kids situate themselves so that they can have a life outside the ball? How many of these kids who are involved in the ballroom scene go to college, job corps, dance troupes, or otherwise lead productive lives. The reason why I ask is because the voguing that these kids perform show both dedication and a natural talent, that I if they love to dance like that then they could in any dance troupe. The guys and girls who compete in Sex Siren categories do they become personal trainers or somehow otherwise involved in that field. Nothing pains me more to see young kids who could be my little brother or sister, with such talent and no one is helping these kids, motivating them or at least showing them the different options that are out there. I hope the house parents are good people and are grounded in reality so that they could help the kids who really want or would be willing to accept the help.

The Evisu ball will be my last ball for awhile because I cannot hang with the kids, you all are too tough for me, I’m beginning to feel my age, 24 going on 50, isn’t that bout a bitch?!?!


Just my thoughts

Where have all the booties gone to?

WHERE HAVE ALL THE BOOTIES GONE


There is a new culture revolution happening and its been happening for a few years now. At first it started popping up around major cities in the Northeast. Now it has spread to every known place within the continental United States. It is on its surface so discrete that only those with a trained eye, and a connessuer of sorts could spot it on the horizon. Now it has reached epidemic levels to which I fear there is no turning point. What is this you ask….I dare not speak its name….No Booty Revolution.

This No Booty Revoultion was always in place for who um er…lack enough melanin to retard the suns ravaging effects on their skin (y’all know who I’m talking about). But it has now I fear spread to the last stalwarts of the Booty, the guardians of the traditional exhaltation of the posterior, people of African descent. Yes, there are a few of us who keep the old traditions alive and well, who not only exhalt the rear end up are possessors of its power. Yet this select few has been dwindling for years now. This revolution was very slick I tell you very slick, in the 80’s and earlier on shorts where just that short, pants were tailored and slender in cut so that those who possessed a bountiful backside were able to bring light into the world by showing what God and they Mama had blessed them with. But in the early 90’s under the guise of safe sex campaigns and a new thug culture, baggy clothes came into style. Promoting the use of excessive fabric to cover up the body and the power of the B double O t-y. At first people thought it was trend and a style that would go away, but here we are damn near 16 years later and still no end in sight to the sloth like look. Conjointly, there must have been a cataclysmic change because for some reason one day it seemed Black People lost our collective ass.

I cannot tell you how it pains my soul to see long back Black who cannot even fill out a pair of LEVIS in the back, All I do is shake my head in shame. What makes it even worse is that there is no collective outrage at this pheomena. Which has struck both men and women, a damn shame. Nothing perturbs me more then when I’m dancing with someone and they turn around and start to grind and all I feel is their coccyx grinding against my pelvis., many a times I have had to just stop dancing because it was just too painful physicadlly and emotionally to go on.

What kills me is how people want to act like now our European brethren are no gaining what we once lost, this is a fallacy. This is just another deception of the epidemic, our Anglo-Saxon counterparts did not gain anything! Rather that we lost so much! When is Tavis Smiley, Keith Boykin, and all these so called leaders going to start addressing the real issues, where have all our booty gone.

Even the entertainment industry is lamenting the loss of the booty. Sir Mix-A-Lots ode to the beauty of booty was actually him waxing on sorrowfully because he cannot find what was once plentiful. When Cash Money sang Back that Ass Up, they are asking women to show their beauty for they knew, they knew that the booty was diminishing. Even the women are noticing that now having a rump is nowhere near as good as it used to be, Erykah Badu’s lyric in a song called Booty sums it up “Your booty may be bigga, but I still can pull yo’ nigga”. A hot shitty mess that small back, no booty having girls think they can now take a man away from a girl who has more than enough to fill out any pair of jeans.


But there are a few of us holding down the fort, fighting against the anti-booty epidemic ravaging our community, namely Big booty Keisha, Buffie the body, and Me. We all possess and know the power of what we have, the force is with us…..is it with you?

Evisu Ball Photos

The last 24 hours has been a blur, my cousin and I went to the Evisu Ball, we had the to leave the ball early (7 am). The ball started really around 3 am. I saw Clay Cane, and Frank Leon Roberts there, but of course I didn't speak. I'm too tired to post too much commentary except for this one. Please rehearse and stick to the schedule that has been outlined, thank you.

Just my thoughts

Here are the photos that I took at the Evisu Ball:


Two of the Fem Queens I took a picture of.
A judge taking to her seat
Voguers in action
Realness with a Twist...with a Twist
An Icon/Legend (I don't know)
A judge walking to the panel
A judge showing his skills
The same judge showing his skills
A Drag Queen
Taura aka Keisha
Sex Siren sorry about the railing in the way
A hot ass outfit

I know I know, my apologies to anyone who cares I have been going through it but in a good way. I’ve decided that instead of talking about my workout process I will show it. So enjoy the photos below….


This is me after actually doing ab excercises consistently for two weeks, since I've been traveling I really have neglected but give me six weeks and my joints will be used as a washboard!



This is once was an attempt at me showing my triceps, my arms are one of the areas of my body I need to focus on to gain both mass and definition....




This photo you can see my biceps and some of my chest I was surprised to see how my body was changing and I'm see overall tone and how its in the process of tightening up.


Ok this once was to show my obliques but I like the abs you see and this one also shows more defintion of my lower chest.



I like this photo the best, I like my back and this one shows it, and I like it, enough said.

Any suggestions, comments or concerns will be greatly appreciated. Right now I'm in the process of renovating my blog. I have written over 15 blog entries that are just itching to be realised to the world....Just wait....its been worth the wait!!!!!

Just my thoughts