Where the hell have I been lately?!?! Not updating my blog, obviously! Sorry. Been wrapped up in my own personal conflict with girls, boys, family, life… blah, blah, blah. But, let’s throw that aside… I went to mutha-fuckin’ VEGAS to let loose and enjoy myself away from home and away from everyone.

With Lynda at the Mandalay Bay.

From beginning to end, the Vegas trip was AMAZING. No, it wasn’t a CRAZY Vegas trip like everyone would expect, it was a pretty mellow little getaway.

We pulled into Vegas at about 11pm on Friday night and went straight to our hotel. Some friends were texting me with info on what parties they were at and whatnot and Lynda and I discussed what we felt like doing as we were waiting in line to check in at the Hard Rock Hotel. We ended up getting lucky right off the bat with a free upgrade to a ‘Celebrity Suite’ since the hotel was over-booked. WOW!!! Talk about a fuckin’ UPGRADE!!! We walked in to marble tiling, two bathrooms, a bar, a lounge, walk-in closet, jacuzzi tub and a freakin’ pool table! Of course, the view out of the three sets of French doors was the insanely large pool area. GORGEOUS!!! The ‘party’ for the night… Our hotel room!

Celebrity Suite at the Hard Rock Hotel

Naw, we really didn’t party. Haha! I was tired from working all day and then driving 5 hours. Lynda had some friends in town who stopped by to say hello. Turns out there were all hopped up on MDMA, but they were cool and ended up hanging out (and passing out for the night!). All the while, my phone was blowing up with text messages “Where are you?!” “Come HERE!”, things like that. Frankly, all I could think about was the fact that I was so tired of all the personal shit and I had an ex-’fling’ in town and I planned on gettin’ NEKKID!!! Hahahaha. Didn’t happen that night. I think I ended up passing out at 3am… Phone was ringing at 8am… Met my parents (who were in Vegas as well) for breakfast… Back to the hotel room to wake up Lynda (her guests were gone by then)… And POOL TIME!

At Moorea at the Mandalay Bay.

I love the Hard Rock Hotel, but I hate their pool. There’s something in the air there that attracts the Vegas douchebags… You know, the loud, obnoxious white boys wearing Ed Hardy trunks, rocking faux-hawks that they spent WAY too much time on, sporting trendy tats, talking a big game but buying drinks by the glass, and FUCKED UP on blow… OMG!!! Such a turn off!!!

I know a bunch of people at the Mandalay Bay, especially the people that run the pools. I called my friends and gave them a heads up that me and my girl we’re heading over, so they cleared out a bed at the Moorea Pool (the topless pool) for us, escorted us in and took care of us. And, surprise! Lynda’s friends were at the bed right next to us! They were already drunk and celebrating (I think it was a bachelor party weekend for them) so we each ordered cocktails and shared a fruit plate… Free of charge! Awesome. Had a great time at the pool. Its nice to be able to lay out topless without judgement. So many women were out there enjoying their sun and not getting tanlines. It’s nice.

After about 5 hours of soaking up the sun and winning topless chicken fights, we went back to the hotel for a nap. All of my friends were tied up all day due to the TUF (The Ultimate Fighter) Finale going on, so my phone stayed pretty quite until after the fights when it started blowing up with all of the afterparty info. Yeah, party time!

We headed back to the Mandalay Bay at about 10:30pm to meet up with my friend James McSweeney, who was hosting an afterparty at the Foundation Room.

With James. He's like a brother to me. Love this guy!

James had a few bottles of Vodka going, so I enjoyed a couple Red Bull/Vodkas… Mainly just to get my energy back after my 3 hour nap! Lynda and I mingled, had some fun, and were also joined my another old friend, Tyson Griffin, amongst others.

Lynda, Tyson and Myself.

While enjoying the company, the club was playing music (duh!) and the music videos were playing on a screen that was right behind our table. Well… Buzz kill!!! Remember my recent post about some guy being a total inconsiderate ASS to me a couple weeks ago? Well…

BOO!!!

…Up pops Mr. Musician Man. Yes, that would be the music video for Travie McCoy’s ‘Billionaire’ with Bruno Mars. (And this is where I don’t care what he thinks anymore.) No, I don’t HATE Travis, but I was in Vegas, trying to have a good time and escape the DRAMA (partially having to do with him and THAT bullshit) and that was the last thing I wanted to see and hear. And of course Lynda had to snap a pic! lol. I brushed it off, Lynda poured me another drink, McSweeney made fun of all of my failed attempts at relationships… And the night went on…

After hanging out a bit, we decided to meet up with some friends who were at the local Spearmint Rhino. Of course, I LOVE strippers, so I was READY! The boys said they’d meet us later, so Lynda and I went to meet the others. However… FUCK THE RHINO!!! Hahahaha. We pulled up and couldn’t get anyone to answer their phone… Of course, right?! And, at the Rhino in Vegas, apparently you can’t get in without a male escort. WTF?! We told the bouncer we had a party of a bunch of dudes already inside, and he was the biggest ASSHOLE to us, so I told him to shove it. I wasn’t about to drop a few bills at a club that treated customers like that. We left. But the party didn’t end.

My ex-’fling’ guy had been texting all night, so we then planned for him to come over to my room so we could have our own little party. All the while, Lynda was texting Tyson who convinced her to go to XS at the Encore with everyone. I knew my guy wouldn’t want to go out after the long day he had, so Lynda went on without me and I… Well… You know… I had an AMAZING time!

I think it was 5am when Lynda strolled in DRUNK, waking up me and my friend. We stayed up and bullshitted for another hour and a half before she passed out. I think it was 7am when my friend left. Oh, and I don’t call it the ‘Walk of Shame’… It’s the Walk of ‘GODDAMN, that was GOOD!’. Well, at least it was for him that morning. lol. I didn’t sleep after that. I was wide awake. Fuck.

Lynda was up by 10am and we were packed and out the door by 11am. We had planned on hitting a pool party or two, but were both exhausted and decided to hit the road. I had to be in San Diego by 10am Monday morning so I didn’t mind. And, after making a potty-stop at my parents house on the way home, I had Lynda at her doorstep by 6pm and I was on my couch by 7:30… TIRED!!!

I spent the past 2 days in San Diego doing the live chat stuff for Naughty America, which I’ve been doing A LOT of lately. I like it. I’m such a goofball and I go on there and make an idiot of myself. But, I’m pulling in a nice chunk of change and not fucking anyone for it, so I’m happy! One step at a time, right?! lol.

I’ve also got some other projects that I’m working on and hopefully I (or WE) can have something to show for it within the next few months. Until that takes off, I’m working hard on my website, shooting as much as I can now so I have the stock footage for a long time to come. And, believe me… It’s some HOT shit!!!

A little 'Behind The Scenes' for some upcoming JJXXX stuff!

Anyway, now that I’m rested and settled, hopefully I can get back on the grind and start updating my blog, my YouTube account, and EVERYTHING else more often.

Take care everyone!!!

I received the following via one of my social networking site from someone who claims to be an attorney in NYC… A big fan of mine… But had a few things to say about the industry as a whole. I don’t have a whole hell of a lot to comment on because I think that he has done a great job. But feel free to comment and let me know what you think…

“I’m writing this to describe what it must feel like to take one last breath of air before you finally drown.  I’m not being literal.  I’m describing the attempts that all of the greedy DVD companies are scavenging to any desperate measure to get every little drop of what’s left in the Internet world because they were too lazy to put money into research and hiring the right people, and they had felt that they would rather spend their money showing off to one another with the game ‘Whose AVN booth is better?’  That’s a fun game, spending hundreds of thousands of dollars on a small piece of advertising space year after year just to show the adult world who has the best placement and who gets their back padded the most.  Well, I guess they all finally realized that the party is over, huh?

So you have companies with massive libraries that mostly have shit quality, 640×480, they figured back when HD was first available, ‘Who is ever going to use resolution in HD.  It’s too big?’ So they shoot in the lower quality format.  And then you have these massive budgets that companies feel the need to spend for these ‘big productions’ which are just wet dreams from wanna be directors that didn’t make it to Hollywood, and so they must make replica’s or parodies of the real thing.  I hate to break it to them, but it’s much harder to create than replicate.  That’s why you have these parody guys who think they’re hot shit by doing a million of some shitty parodies that nobody is going to watch, and they’re the cool ones that have to wear sunglasses at night at all of the porn events, of course winning awards because the parent company spends the money on advertising.  A parody category?  Are you effin kidding me?

The funny thing that came to my attention is this other attempt at trying to squeeze a buck out of the internet.  Its this thing called ‘mobile’ and you see third party companies that are trying to put together All in One systems, basing their commission off of something like a 50% revshare commission.  The funny thing is that you see some really big names on board doing this, basically giving a company who just setup a merchant account and HTML5 formatted templates to sell your product on an outdated ‘.mobi’ site.  Can you say ‘Bamboozled?’  The Internet companies are probably pissing in their pants right now laughing because these DVD companies have no idea what the hell they are doing.  And you have to feel bad for them, right?  Oh wait, these are the same guys that spent millions on showing off.  It’s like they were the jocks in high school picking on the geeks, until ten years down the road those same ‘cool guys’ really didn’t have a clue and were stuck in the past, getting fat, and hanging around the old town going to high school football games to hit on ladies to see if they ‘still have it.’ LoL.

You can’t blame anybody for the direction porn is going.  Blame yourselves and salute the Internet companies that were smart enough to get somewhere first.  You know damn well if Hirsch decided to develop a Tube site, he wouldn’t be wining about anything.  He’s just mad he didn’t think of it first and instead he thought DRM and Burn to DVD was the future.  Oh, and hoaxing sex tapes with TMZ.

The only way you will survive is to scrap everything and recreate.  Most people can’t do that and need that past.  And as everyone knows, little by little, each one is falling off, one by one.  Don’t trust third party companies to handle your business.  Are you kidding me?  50% revshare after you’ve spent all of your time and money into building up a brand along with production costs?  Traffic is no doubt king in this world, but there is also a lot of shit out there not worth viewing.  So quality surpasses quantity now a days.  I bet a lot of companies are also shooting themselves in the foot because they decided to cut back on costs for good photography for each scene.  ‘Oh hell, we’ll just do some screen grabs.’  Yeah, good choice there, Bucko.

The tide is coming in strong in 2010 and you’re going to see a lot more companies drowning.  Contract girls will fade because nobody cares anymore because there are 4 more girls that look just like them all over the tube sites.  Budgets will drop dramatically.

Of course agencies will ride the baloney pony and get greedy to do everything they can to milk girls for what they’re worth, encouraging beginners to do anal and dp’s because they need to cash in while it’s hot.  They’ll also try their own attempts of buying the girls’ domain names and making their own websites.  Why?  Because they’re desperate.    This industry is in a downward spiral and only a select few will overcome… Internet companies, Pornstars who are already established on the web as ‘gonzo girls’, and of course lawyers.  Everyone else can just bend down between their legs and kiss their asses goodbye.  Take a breath now.”

Thank you for your thoughts, Mr. Anonymous Attorney from NYC.