So I am officialy a true Los Angeleno. I say this because I had my first car accident. I think this is some sort of right of passage for anyone living here. Most specifically, I was rearended on the highway driving back from San Diego. I finally feel like I belong.

Thankfully, neither I nor the other person was hurt, and my car only received minor damaged whcih I have already had fixed. None-the-less it was still quite a shock to my system.

the more interesting part of the story however is not that I was rearended, but that I was coming back from San Diego where I did a photo shoot with another model, Trent Atkins. A photographer who contacted the two of us wanted to do a photo layout to submit to [2] magazine, which is all couples. Trent is a hot guy and even nicer, he's my height, similar coloring, but while I have a hairy chest and tattoos, he's completley smooth and boyish. I think it's a pretty hot contrast. Plust I think he's totally adorable and had a blast doing the shoot.

We did the shoot at Black's Beach in San Diego, which for those who dont know it, it's a nude beach. You have to hike down a really treacherous cliff to get down to the beach, but it's work the hike. It was a great place to do our photos, most of which were clothed (board shorts), and only a few actually nude on the beach.

However dont think we didnt get fully naked and riled up. That past we saved for the second half of the shoot, where we hiked back up the cliff and then did our 'sex' shots inside an RV parked at the edge of the cliff. The photographer shot us in all sorts of positions while the sun was setting and you could see out the rear window to the sea and sunset.

From the few pictures I saw, I think it looks really hot. And no matter what happens, it was fun to do.

That's about it for now. I am in the airport, AGAIN, heading back to NYC for a few days. My once a month trip is begining to get a bit rough. And September is already looking to be quite full, with me gone every weekend. NYC, Palm Spring, San Francisco, then back to Palm Springs.

There's much more to tell but I'll leave it at that for now.

So I've lived in Los Angeles for just a bit over 2 months now and I've come to realize many things about life in LA. First off, dont take this the wrong way. I love it here so far. I've been meeting a lot of people, have started to make some new friends, have dated a bit here and there, have gotten a fair amount of work (in porn), as well as just building a life for myself here.

Since I have moved here, I have however noticed that there are certain things which seem to epitomize life in LA. There are what I call my 3 rules about life in LA. And they are:

1) Under no circumstance should you ever signal before changing lanes while driving. If you do, it is an immediate warning to all those around you to speed up and not let you in. To be a true Angelino, you must either not signal, or preferably, signal once you have already migrated about into your new lane.

2) Now I'm sure this holds true in other cities, but when in LA, you must interact with your cell phone at least once per hour, or risk immediate cardiac arrest. You can text, call, or just caress it, but you need to have it on you or in plain view at all times. This is a crucial point to life in LA. Remember, whales must come up for air once in a while: Angelinos must use their cell phones at risk of death.

3) Everyone in LA is tan, and no one lays out at the beach. To clarify, it is acceptable to go out to the beach or layout at the pool, but one MUST already be tan to do so. It might be sunny 350 days out of the year, but everyone tans in a tanning bed. It's fast, efficient, with guaranteed results. The sun can be so fickle and inefficient. And god forbid you get an unevan tan, you would need to stay indoors for at least a week until it fades.

So, those are my three rules of life in LA. There are likely other ones, but these seem to be the ones that are most important.

Feel free to disagree or share your thoughts on this matter. I would love to hear others perspective.

Oh, and yes, I do tan, dont signal, and texting is like breathing. :)

Adam

So I've decided to start a blog. Now some of you might already be aware that I write a blog for another website, but that one is mainly focused on fisting. This blog, is much more about what goes on in my everyday life here in LA and in my travels. You can always come to my home page to see my newest blog and then click on to read the full blog. I will also have it posted on my MYSPACE page so you can go there as well.

Now for the good stuff. It's been a crazy few weeks since I moved out to LA and it's been a whirlwind. I dont feel like I've really had a moment to myself. I've been busy filming for several studios, traveling to various parts of CA, back to NYC for a few days, and now as I write this, I am in San Francisco for Dore Alley, now known as UP YOUR ALLEY.

I got here on Thursday and by chance was at the Powerhouse bar and before I knew it, I had won Mr. Dore Alley, a totally meaningless title for the most part, but fun non-the-less. The next night, Friday, I went to a sex party hosted by The Men of Discipline. I stayed for a few hours, had some sex, then went home for a full night's rest, which I needed. After winning Mr. Dore Alley the previous night, I didn't go straight home, but instead went off with a boy and had some fun xes. Translation, I fucked the hell out of him. All in all, it's been a great weekend so far. I'm sure I will have a lot more to tell after this weekend is over, and I will be sure to post details of my exploits, as well any other thoughts I might have. Til then...