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Luke Is 40
Not long ago I was so pleased to find myself linked in the same sentence with Mark Steyn -- in John Birmingham's Sydney Morning Herald article about witty righties and humorless lefties -- that I immediately ordered Birmingham's out-of-print book, "How to Be a Man." I figured this would be the perfect 40th birthday present for L-ke Ford, especially because of the Australian connection. And indeed it was, at least in my opinion. Luke isn't very gracious about presents, but I assume he'll at least learn something from it. It's a good book, as of course I read it first. (Along with Maia and Grandpa, who were both quite glued to it.)
...Someone else gave Luke some AMC movie passes, so Monday he took me and Maia to see "United 93," which we all liked very much, although Maia thought it was too sad and Luke had to march around my backyard afterward for a good 20 minutes, demanding that we all imagine him saying manly things like "Scramble those jets" and "I want action, not answers" and (of course) "Let's roll." He only stopped when my Dad finally came outside and distracted him with a dirty joke.
One good thing about Luke: He's an appreciative audience and when he laughs, he laughs so long and loud you think his sides actually might split. He also cackled happily for quite a while at the pre-movie commericial about some bed-wetting product.
Luke's "let's roll" dialogue fantasies were at least a relief from his conversation on the way to the movie, which consisted almost entirely of him saying things like, "Do you think I'm exploitative of women?" "Am I self-centered and narcisstic?" "People say I'm manipulative -- am I?"
He wouldn't let me change the subject, and just saying "yes, yes, yes" gets boring after a while, so eventually I reminded him that, you know, some women charge 95 cents a minute for these kinds of conversations.
Jason Sechrest Vs. Lexington Steele
Just after returning home from a fabulous weekend in Chicago, I happened to notice that the first review of my directorial debut, My First Interracial, had been posted at ManNet.com. Apparently, the movie is so bad they had to find a whole new category to rate the damned thing: "Consider."; And so, for the first time, I "considered"; the movie myself. I had seen the trailer and thought it looked fantastic, but I had yet to actually pop the movie in with a bowl of popcorn and watch it in its entirety.
Having now done that, I can review the movie myself. Truth be told, ManNet was actually being very kind in their review of what has got to be one of the biggest disasters I've seen all year.
As the movie's director, and one of the directors in this business who genuinely cares about their product, watching My First Interracial made me physically ill. My stomach was turning as I sat there in awe, feeling like I was watching this beautiful child I'd given birth to go off and marry Kevin Federline.
So what's the problem with My First Interracial? Well, there's two problems. A. They didn't edit it. B. They cut in behind-the-scenes clips that, instead of helping the scenes along, were obviously placed there to hurt the movie. Or perhaps, more specifically, to hurt me since Lexington Steele and I had a falling out just before the movie went into editing. Let me give you some history here and then we'll all get back to the kid.
Lexington Steele originally hired me with an agreement to shoot four movies back to back for his company, Mercenary Pictures' new gay division, Black Viking. I shot four kick ass scenes and one disaster of a scene that could have been salvaged or scrapped. Lex was happy with the sex, cast and directing but not with the camera work and insisted that for the next movie, he have one of his own people do videography. Fine by me! Since the sets were extremely low-budget, I had hired a camera man who came with a monitor and his own lighting equipment, as I was not being provided that by the company. So, I wanted to make sure that I would have that on the next shoot. I was assured everything would be fine.
Less than 48 hours before we were to begin shooting the next movie, I get a call from Lex. "So, check it out, check it out,"; he says, "You're not going to have a monitor on the set."; To Lex's way of thinking, a monitor with a cord attached to the camera would impede the camera person's (and I say "person"; because it was going to be a woman, by the way) mobility. Now for those of you who aren't on porn sets every day, let me inform you that I have never, in seven years of going to sets every month, sometimes every week, ever seen a set that didn't have a monitor. Otherwise, how would the director see what was being shot? It's pretty imperative that they be able to see what is being captured in the lens obviously.
If this were my 100 th film and I had worked with this camera person 100 times, maybe I would be more likely to give total control up to a videographer. "But Lex,"; I said, practically whining, "This is the beginning of my career as a director and I really care about my product and I can't have my name on something when I don't even know what in the heck is being shot! You're asking me to be a glorified P.A. (Production Assistant) and if you want me to do that, great but take my name off the movie as director. I'll do casting and help with sex and whatever you want, but if I can't see what's being shot, I can't direct so just use someone else's name.";Lex said having my name attached to the project as director was the entire point and he took great offense to me "not trusting in"; his crew.
"But how can I direct?! How am I supposed to see what's being shot?!";
He suggested that I stand close enough to the camera person that I could see what was being shot through the little monitor attached to the camera.
"Wait, wait,"; I said. And you'll probably never believe me, but I was so polite I said it just like this. "Look Lex, I don't mean to step on your toes or anything and I'm sure you know way more about this than I do because let's face it, you've been doing it a lot longer and you've won awards out the ass. But I just don't understand how my standing hip to hip with a camera person the whole shoot is going to 'impede their mobility' LESS than a cord.";
Lex went silent for a moment and it was then that I realized we had reached the point of no return. I had challenged the great Jesus Christ and for a person who fashions himself after King Kong (there's posters of the movie all over his office), you can imagine how that went down. Honestly, this is someone who I have never seen open a door for himself. He has managed to surround himself with so many yes men that the idea of someone saying "What if you're wrong here?"; was a completely foreign concept. But the fact remained, the emperor had no clothes and I was to be sentenced.
"We don't use monitors, that's not the way we work,"; he said. "Check it out, ya know, we're a car where all the wheels are running real smooth and we want to keep it that way.";
"But you're adding a new wheel, Lex, and it is a totally different shape than the wheels you've had on in the past,"; I sighed. "Your directors are usually your videographers. And you're used to shooting straight porn. It's a different product and it's a different kind of director.";
"No monitor,"; he said quietly.
"What?";
"Check it out, man. No monitor.";
I told him I needed to think about this for an hour and that I would call him back. In that hour, I proceeded to call everyone I knew from famous directors to fellow columnists to AVN staff to agents. After over a dozen calls, everyone had the same reaction when I told them he wanted me to work without a monitor. They all literally laughed in total disbelief and not one of them said I should go through with the project.
I called back and asked to please be released from the rest of my contract if he was going to insist on not giving in on this one little thing I was asking for.
"You're going to turn down $12,000.00, possibly more if the contract is renewed, because you can't have a monitor?"; he asked.
"Yes, I am,"; I stated without hesitation. "Because I don't want to do this just for the money, Lex. If you do anything form of art just for the money, your product is gonna smell really bad. I care about my movies. I care about the people who are getting off to my product. I care about their money. I care about what my name is attached to and I can't have my name on something if I can't see what in the hell it is.";
And that was the end of our conversation. We have only spoken briefly since and that's when I was trying to get promotional materials together to do a release party. He flatly told me he would be giving the movie no additional promotion whatsoever because it was a line that they wouldn't be continuing. He also told me that he had plans to take Black Viking into his own hands and that he would be directing the next movie for the company. So obviously, why give my movie additional push when he should be saving it for his own? Fair enough.
So I paid to have a trailer put on my own server for download. I did my own press releases. I set up the cast with interviews and appearances to promote it on my own. I figured, if the movie sells through the roof, he'll be really pissed that he didn't concede and that's the best revenge I could ask for.
Then I get the movie in the mail. The box cover is horrific. Of all the shots taken (and I have them all, you've seen them here on the site and written in about how you loved them and couldn't wait to see the movie), they used the ugliest pictures of the guys they could find. They also misspelled my name. Mmm, okay. Maybe not malicious. Maybe just a mistake. "I'm not going to get angry,"; I keep saying to myself. "I'm not going to let this affect me. I'm just going to keep promoting my movie because it's all about the product and getting it to its audience.";
Finally, the straw that breaks the camel's back: I read the review on ManNet and decide to watch the movie for myself. The movie is not edited. I mean, not edited to the point that transitions between positions are left it. The camera man walking from one part of the room to another with a camera down by his side staring at the floor is left in. It's enough to make you dizzy. Mmm, okay. Maybe not malicious. Maybe just straight people trying to make gay porn.
Then there's the scene with Nick Capra. In the middle of getting ready for the penetration, suddenly they cut to black and white footage of me. "Oh Nick, stop. You're not hard. You're nowhere near hard. Get out of there. Take your time with it.";
Malicious.
Even someone who has never seen a porno before would know better than to leave that in. Or wait, it wasn't even "left in."; It was "added in"; from another tape. I knew that Lex had decided to use lots of behind-the-scenes footage to set up the scenes and that it was all supposed to be really funny and cute. What I didn't know is that he had also asked for the footage to be inserted into the middle of the scenes or that the footage would be of any problems we had with the cast. This is the sort of thing that is best saved for a behind-the-scenes extra. The entire movie views like a documentary. And what's crazy is (the ManNet reviewer was so spot on!) when the movie is good, it's really really good! And when it's bad, it's really really bad. When it's just sex being shot, it's the hottest interracial movie I've ever seen. And then two minutes later, they halt the action to get a new condom or change position or the camera is moving to another location. It's not edited! It's raw footage with behind-the-scenes of me thrown in for bad measure.
And I tried to be nice about all this, I really did. I mean, I could've told the story of what an ass Lexington Steele was to me a long time ago, but I didn't. I thought, let it go. Read your Zohar. Do some KabbalahCurious.com. No one needs to know and nobody f---ing cares. But this diary has certainly covered the gamut of my ups and downs in both my career and personal life and for me to leave out the heartbreak that I felt watching that movie last night would be remiss.
So, an epitaph. There's two things I don't want to do here and that's blaming someone else or saying that I hate the movie. Too late on both counts, right? Let me clean that up a little then.
Yes, it does seem to be malicious intent on the part of Mercenary to completely destroy what even the reviewer could see would've been a damned good movie. But it's my fault for having not insisted to be a part of the editing process even after Lex and I had our falling out. I shouldn't have just thrown my hands in the air and said, "Come what may,"; to the whole thing. What I've learned from this situation is how important editing is. Your editor can make or break your movie. I will be much more involved in the editing process of all my movies from now on, even when it's not for my own company.
I also don't want to say that I hate My First Interracial. It sounds silly since it's porn, but in any situation where you're "creating,"; that product becomes your child. You have to remember how much time and effort goes into making these things! For me, this was like a folk singer seeing their acoustic song get turned into a techno dance remix. But the best folk singers from Bob Dylan to James Taylor will tell you, you've got to believe, as a creator, that these projects hold their own energy. They are their own entities unto themselves and they are always going to become whatever it is they are meant to become. Mine decided he'd rather be a documentary instead of a porno. And a damned fine, hilarious documentary he is!
I'll give the kid one thing: He's entertaining as f--- and it's honest as all hell! It breaks the illusion of porn and reveals the truth which, oddly enough, has been what I've been doing since I got into this business. In seeing what life on a porno set is really like, it becomes a lot less erotic, but a lot more entertaining.
And you know what? My First Interracial will find its audience.
Vivid Pulls Distribution From LFP
I suspect Vivid will return to self-distribution.
I'm told that Vivid made the move because of "LFP being a mess."
A source bets 8/5 that Vivid will end up at Pulse in less then 12 months.
What Does The Future Hold For ClubJenna Girl McKenzie Lee?
I wonder if she'll quit porn soon and start having babies?
I get Christopher G. Dancel, McKenzie's fiance and CEO of OfficerOffDuty.com on the phone. "We're not ready to have kids yet," he says. "We're spending time together to do stuff and have fun."
Luke: "I know that kids is something McKenzie wants."
Chris: "We're not going there until we have our own time together. Her contract with ClubJenna is not up for renewal.
"We're going to have a big wedding (February or March next year, spending $70,000 for 100 people) and just enjoy being a couple. Kids are a big responsibility."
McKenzie says she's "super happy with Club Jenna."
Three Slain Near Tyce Bune's Longtime Garden Grove Residence
The victims of this triple homicide were Asian (Tyce and his wife and kids are caucasian).
Here's my bio of the preacher turned pornographer Tyce Bune (real name CURTIS).
From Rodger Jacobs' website www.8763wonderland.com:
Internet crime reporter Steven Huff --- frequently seen on Court TV --- writes this morning:
Rodger, There was a triple murder in the 8700 block of Summercrest Circle in Garden Grove, CA over the weekend. A child, a 20-something woman, and a 30-something man. No exact names yet, no exact address. However, it is a circle ending in a cul-de-sac, and I count only 5, maybe 6 dwellings (Google Maps zoom function = a beautiful thing) 8731 Summercrest would be the first dwelling on the right as you enter the cul-de-sac. In a photo in the OC Register, it appears the address where all the police vehicles are parked may indeed be 8731.
And here is a hit I get a few times on the web when I search that address: Dusk Til' Dawn Productions C. Cleveland 8731 Summercrest Circle Garden Grove, CA 92844 C. Cleveland is one Curtis W. Cleveland, possibly 48 years old. Another search I did tied him to this address, perhaps in the past: 2964 REDWOOD AVE COSTA MESA, CA 92626 And that is tied to Dusk til' Dawn, which produces porn, again.
Dusk 'Til Dawn Productions produces a lot of XXX gonzo, including the popular lines "Beach Bunnies with Big Brown Eyes" and "Amateur Cream Pies".
From the AP: (05-30) 11:51 PDT
Garden Grove, Calif. (AP) -- Police served a search warrant Tuesday at a home where officers found the bodies of three murdered family members and a dehydrated infant, authorities said.
The victims included a man, a woman and a 7-year-old boy, Garden Grove police Lt. Mike Handfield said.
Police went to the home Monday evening after a friend of the dead woman reported she had not shown up for work over the weekend. Investigators have ruled out murder-suicide and were treating the case as a triple homicide, Handfield said.
Investigators declined to say how the victims were killed. The 1-year-old girl was found dehydrated with facial injuries. She was taken to a hospital, where she was treated and released. She has been taken into protective custody.
Police have yet to determine a motive and no suspects have been arrested.
Rodger Jacobs reports: "Steve Huff just reported in that he has found a lot of swinger activity attached to that residence as well."
David Scott writes Rodger: "The very first link on the sidebar in Google Maps connects the property to WorldWideSwingers.com."
From Dusk 'Til Dawn Productions produces a lot of XXX gonzo, including the popular lines "Beach bunnies with Big Brown Eyes" and "Amateur Cream Pies".
Tyce Bune wrote me in February 1999:
I was born in Dodge City, KS. My wife, Fabrice and I grew up in Kansas and have known each other since we were 11 & 12 years of age. We didn't start dating until after High School, but went to the same Church and saw each other every week in Church. We were married on December 30, 1977. We had two children while I attended college. The second child was born one month before I graduated. Post college, Fabrice' gave birth to our third and final child.
We have lived in Chicago, St.Louis, and the Arctic of Alaska. I have hunted caribou and moose for food in Alaska, competed nationally in BMX bicycle racing, and even dabled in bike quarter pipe and half pipe fun. After a severe shoulder dislocation, 5 inches out of socket, Fabrice' demanded it was time to put away the extreme sports and raise the family.
Away from the camera we are the most normal people anyone would ever want to meet. Aside from being extremely sexual, we have been since our first time together, Fabrice and I are very dedicated parents and community minded individuals. We, like most industry actors and actresses, try to maintain a private life. Football games, school events, family events, etc.
From the point of the adult industry, I approach it as a profession and walk onto the set with a very professional attitude. If lines are required, they are memorized before I get to the set and considerable time is put into every aspect of any sex scene involving a particular character. Example would be the scene with Shanna McCullough in "Love's Passion".
As far as gonzo and wall to wall, I just want the scene to be hot and fun. People respond to seeing people having fun while enjoying sex.
I have several brief appearances in mainstream movies. Most notable are "Philadelphia Experiment II", both lines and a squib hit, "Body Guard", lines fell on the editing room floor but I laugh after delivery in the green room behind Whitney Houston, and I played Lt.Hagler in "Star Trek the Next Generation" in the episode "Schisms". Unfortunately I died in that episode. Oh well.
As an actor, I put no less effort, nor do I look down on the Adult Film Industry as anything less than the movie business. We just cater to a different form of entertainment for the public, filling a need in the human nature. Whether I am performing for the personal entertainment of male or female viewers, delivering the right mood for the scene is very important. I have walked away from sex scenes saying, "I lost my character somewhere in the scene". I have begged directors to just give one more take because I didn't like the way the lines were delivered.
In the series Fabrice' and I have started with the much guided help of Seymore Butts, "Beach Bunnies with Big Brown Eyes", we have spent an entire day shooting one scene. Not the sex itself which only took an hour, but to set up the scene by using several locations, dialogue and working with the actresses for the delivery of believable lines. My point to them was, "I want you to be able to cut this dialogue from this scene and use it as a demo for any straight acting agency in town".
The adult film industry is filled with good family people who are not drug addicts, losers, or uneducated. People who could have done other things, and done them well, but have chosen this profession as the career of choice. I want to thank companies such as VCA, Vivid, Wicked, Elegant Angel, Arrow Productions,Sin City, Metro, Adam & Eve, Puritan, Leisure Time, and especially Seymore Butts for giving me the opportunity to act, yes act even in gonzo.
Fabrice and I have four loves in life: God, each other, family, and sex! Notice the absence of wealth, fame, or fortune.
I think I last saw Tyce June 28, 2005: Tyce Bune Tyce Bune Tyce Bune
Tyce Bune has been married for 27 years last October. He put his wife in some porn films about eight years ago. She still gets fan mail.
Tyce has three boys (23, 25, 27) and two grandchildren. Two of them served in the Iraq War (one in the Marine and one in the Navy).
One was on a ship in the Meditteranean which launched missiles during the "Shock and Awe" phase. "They launched the Tomahawk missiles and then they ran in and watched CNN and watched them hit."
The other son served on the platoon that pulled down the famous statute of Saddam Hussein in Baghdad.
I chat with Tyce Bune about the changes he's seen in his nine years in porn. "It's a lot more hardcore," he says. "When I came in, it was all features. Now gonzo rules the world."
Tyce has lost about 30 pounds since I saw him last (a couple of years ago).
I ask Tyce who so many porners smoke?
Bune: "It's sitting around on sets. It's either that or play Playstation."
Tyce's boys were in highschool when their father started working in porn. "At first it worked against them. Then it worked for them. Kids would come up to me at softball games and say, 'Hey, what's up pops? Did you work today?' They'd smile."
Tyce was an ordained minister for 16 years.
I ask Tyce: "Which do you prefer? Being a pastor or a porn star?"
He replies: "Being a pastor is a lot less headaches. This business is tough."
AVN President Paul Fishbein's A Father
His wife Amanda (Cherry Rain) was rushed to the hospital Saturday afternoon and gave birth to a girl.
Heidi emails me:
I have had a couple personal matters held over my head recently and rather than letting that person/s leak them to you, I have decidedly freely to tell you about them rather than letting this all go the way that other unfortunate personal things in my life have gone down in their treatment on your site and other places. I am, apparently, that interesting a woman that my personal life is worthy of this attention.
My boyfriend, director Dick Logan, recently placed a personal profile on an Asian dating site. I had no knowledge of the profile before I was told about it by someone else this last week. Dick has told me that he created the profile to aid him in casting an upcoming NJ Films P.O.V. production similar to one the company already has out ("Lollipop Whore P.O.V.")and that the profile was in no way an attempt to do anything but to assist Dick in producing that upcoming movie. Dick knows how the profile made him and then, as a result, me, look publicly and he has expressed nothing but complete regret for his actions. I love him, he loves me and I believe everything he has said to me on this topic one hundred percent.
I was also confronted with a rumor that I have "brain cancer". While I did take some personal time off from work recently, cancer had nothing to do with it. I do, however, live with the disease trigeminal neuralgia. You can read about the disease and even buy a golf shirt at www.tna-support.org. I am in the process of learning how to do more effective pain/stress management but I am very, very healthy other than that, according to my doctor.
Holly Randall Throws Me A 40th Birthday Party
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A few days ago, Holly invited me to a barbeque at her home May 29. I said I had another barbie then but I could definitely stop by.
She asked me if I was committing to stopping by. I said yes.
The next day, she told me to invite Kendra Jade and another porn girl. I did.
She told me to invite Joanna Angel. I did.
(Neither Kendra nor Joanna showed.)
She told me to invite a couple (or did she say a "few"?) friends.
I thought I was noticing a trend and so I invited over a dozen friends. That was my way of showing my gratitude and making the event splendid.
I gave Holly a panic attack. She had wanted to keep things small yet I had seemingly invited everybody, including a few people who hate me (I was trying to patch things up with a good will gesture).
Holly has a huge heart. She's generous with her money and time. She often feels generous impulses and offers to do things that she later regrets or forgets.
By not checking with her about how many people I was inviting (I did the same thing at a dinner Sunday night, telling my host and restaurant a dozen when 16 showed and another four were invited), I imposed on her.
To appreciate that this is a big deal, remember Holly was throwing this party at her own home. How'd you like a bunch of strangers tramping around your house and possibly stealing and damaging things and dropping cigarette butts throughout the garden?
Remember that Holly usually lives by herself. Over the past couple of weeks, she's added about six houseguests.
Remember that Holly runs the Suze Randall business.
Remember that Holly quit drinking (completely) three months ago yet she'd be providing plenty of booze at the party for anyone who wanted it.
Now you can appreciate how Holly felt when I started naming off the people I invited.
Well, I arrived at 3:15 p.m. Monday. A few of my friends were already there (Luke Y. Thompson, Heather Veitch and friend Steve, as well Eric Mittleman).
Thompson gave me the Air Supply: The Ultimate Performance DVD which I insist on playing immediately to the dismay of Holly, her brother Rob and company.
After 20 minutes, somebody turns up Sting loud in the dining room and I eject my DVD.
My friend Cathy told me she wouldn't come to the party because it sounded too "porny." So I keep asking Luke if the party is too "porny" for him. He says, "You can't get too porny for me."
I'm joined by DCypher (who's come to all my parties, both of them) and his girlfriend Justine Jolie, Ben Sullivan, Justin Levine, Lexxi Tyler and boyfriend Derrick Pierce, Adam Grayson, Mike Allen...
Heather's breasts aren't bigger. I'm just not used to seeing her in a tube top. Normally we go to church or synagogue together and she dresses conservatively (at my request).
She wants a new boob job. And a tummy tuck.
I noticed some models avoiding her but nobody was mean to her.
At temple, Heather was surprised that Jewish guys seemed even more eager for her once they knew she was not Jewish. "I can't imagine going to church and after telling someone that I was not Christian, they would go, 'Really? I love forbidden fruit.'"
On his Playboy radio show (DVD reviews), Adam Grayson is not allowed to review gay porn because he's told that his audience is overwhelmingly heterosexual.
Adam says he's widely regarded as "the world's most polite pornographer."
Joey Silvera says I'm the most honest photographer in the business. I capture how the girls really look. If they look good despite my photography, then he's eager to book them.
Joey's been enjoying my site for about as long as it's been up (since 1997-98).
Martina Warren and her husband launched pornvalleycash.com two weeks ago. Her husband concentrates on the photography and marketing and Martina does the html (despite never have picked up a book on the topic nor taken a class, she says).
Luke: "How do you get girls [to do their sites with you]?"
Martina: "It helps being Pet of the Year (2005). A lot of girls look up to you and want to be like you. Most of them contact me through MySpace. I have almost 11,000 MySpace friends. I've only been MySpaceing for about five months.
"I had a dream that I got booted from MySpace. I woke up in the morning and wondered if it was a dream or not, so I logged in to MySpace.
"I've been modeling since I was three. When I was 16, a friend built me a porfolio website online. I felt bad asking him to put new pictures on, so I just though I'd do it myself. I learned from watching him."
Holly was a generous host. She prepared food specially suited for my finicky tastes. It was delicious. She bought me a cake with name on it. She gave me a kettle and a wooden box with 80 herbal tea bags.
How did she know what I wanted most?
(Sunday night, May 28, Holly told me: "My problem in finding a gift for most people I know is what do you get for the person who has everything. My problem with you is what do I get for the person who has nothing.")
She'd gotten up at 7:30 a.m. to continue her preparations for the party.
I contributed nothing but my charisma and my friends. She brought in about 30 of her people.
Holly seemed exhausted all afternoon but she maintained a kind and giving spirit.
If I did not invite you to this party, please forgive me, but as you have read by now, I far exceeded my limits on my guests (many of whom could not make it to the party because of a fuel tanker spill on the 405 South). Though Holly may appear insatiable and divine, her boundaries and abilities are of this world.
I emailed Lainie Speiser, Penthouse publicist, to send her girls and she did all that and more -- Jamie Lynn (2006 Penthouse Pet of the Year who brought her mom Lisa), Martina Warren (2005 POY), and Charlie Laine.
I tell friends that I asked Holly the other night if I could buy her a drink.
"No," she said. "Alcohol is not good for my legs."
"Why? It makes them swell?" I ask.
"No," she replies. "It makes them spread."
After a few cups of water, I talk about watching United 93 earlier in the day and how it had moved me to want to lead my country in a time of crisis. I want to be the guy in the military control room wearing a uniform and yelling, "Scramble the fighters! Get me the president! I want every flight path!"
I went to the movie with a 17yo girl (and her mom) who was at my book party in August 2004. "How's that nice director?" the girl asks me about Ron Sullivan.
"He had ten hours of colon cancer surgery," I reply.
"Is that because he did too many anal scenes?" she asks.
Shay Laren, Holly and company said that on a hijacked airplane, I'd likely be the guy locking himself in the restroom and sobbing into the phone to his mother, "I love you so much."
They don't see me as the "Let's roll" type of guy.
I want to be the alpha male but I don't want to work at it.
Though she suffers from intermittent PMS depression, Holly the Superwoman maintains a stiff upper lip British-style and does not like to admit she ever needs help (she's more resistant to needing someone than I am and I was raised in outback Australia by Aboriginees). She won't take psychiatric medication and she won't listen to Air Supply. Sunday, however, she fed her dog Poe doggie downers prescribed by the vet. Without such medication, Poe would've created a ruckus, if not bitten people. Under the medication, Poe moped around, his limbs shaking. In a triumph of will over pharmacology, Poe was still too much trouble for a while and Holly had to lock him upstairs.
HollyRandall: you made it sound like a mean dog owner
HollyRandall: the reason i locked him upstairs was because of Kelle's
baby
HollyRandall: i doubt he would have done anything but i don't need to
take chances-- Poe isn't used to children
HollyRandall: he was happy to eat scraps and get petted by everyone
HollyRandall: his leg shakes because of that stupid operation that didn't
work
Shay Laren says, "You smile more than I expected. When you interviewed me, I thought you were a grouch. You were so condescending."
We had a lousy telephone interview a month ago. Shay was hungover. I could barely stay awake.
Shay: "I thought you were making fun of me."
Crystal: "That is how he is."
Shay: "I'd say something and you'd go [in a bored voice], 'Huh huh.' I know I wasn't interesting. It was in the morning. I was in the airport. There was this little girl crawling around beside me.
"Lainie called me and said I was going to be interviewed for Penthouse. I thought it'd be some random dude, 'What's your wildest sexual experience?' You always lie about those questions."
Crystal: "Lainie said to me, what are we going to do? Get him drunk. But you don't understand that.
"I'm going to be such a good psycho-therapist. I read you instantly."
Shay: "I could definitely tell you were a grump. You're Jewish, so you do need therapy."
Crystal sits on my lap while smoking her cigarette and drinking her beer.
Shay: "You're better looking than I expected."
Holly walks up.
Luke: "What's the matter, honey? Show me on the bottle where it hurts."
Holly: "Enough with your psychobabble."
Much of the table (Crystal, Rich, Shay etc) is smoking pot and drinking beer.
Luke: "Holly, the sausages are great."
Holly: "You'd love them. They're pork wrapped in bacon."
Luke: "How disrespectful can you get to my religious heritage?"
Holly: "I can get way more disrespectful."
Shay has an amazing complexion.
I roll my eyes as Shay praises Holly.
Luke: "Come on. You felt exploited and degraded."
I'm shouted down.
Holly: "Speaking of exploited and degraded, do you want your cake?"
Rich: "With 40 fricking candles on it?"
Aria Giovanni (who's shy and subdued) is Holly's right-hand man preparing for the party and cleaning up afterwards. Aria's a regular Martha Stewart.
Shay: "I hate it that people such as yourself call it porn."
Laren's worked four weeks straight. "I hate working for [a photographer] who's low-energy because it brings you down. Photographers who are uncomfortable with what they're doing. They'd rather be doing mainstream stuff and they hate it and it's so obvious."
Shay, 20: "Look at Rich (39yo). He looks 15. You look way older [because I wear a dress shirt and carry myself with dignity]."
The ladies make remarks disparaging my masculinity.
Luke: "If you put on Air Supply, I'll be as hard as a rock."
Shay: "Let's not put it on."
I promise Shay and Crissy that if they follow me, I'll make them fishers of men.
Luke Thompson: "Can you make me a fisher of women?"
Holly: "No, he can't help you with that."
Crissy complains about my photography.
Luke: "I capture the real you. I capture what Rich wakes up to in the morning."
Crissy: "I want the fantasy."
Luke: "I live in truth."
Holly's webmaster walks up with his gorgeous wife. "I'm trying to go Hollywood dirty boy," he says, "but it's not working."
Shay and Crissy claim that their Hawaiin male friends relate to them as human beings rather than as sexual objects.
Crissy: "Not like you, Luke. You bring it up all the time. You have a big porn collection in your garage."
Derrick: "Living in a garage. That must be your choice."
Luke: "I don't have much money because I don't work for other people. I want to pursue the truth."
Derrick: "Don't try to sound noble. You chose to live in a garage. You could do better and you chose not to. Just because you blog or write, you're still published in an Adult venue."
Lexxi: "And yet you're against Adult."
Luke: "I am not in porn. I am just a social commentator."
Crissy: "What barbeque are you at today? I want to understand why you chose to write about a business you claim to hate. In some way, you love it."
Shay: "He does. If you honestly hated it, you wouldn't be here."
Luke: "I choose to tackle pressing issues that confront our society."
Lexxi: "It's all about the free porn he gets and then goes and whacks off in his garage and denies it. He's a closet freak."
Derrick: "But not for more than half an hour."
Earlier in the day, I told Derrick that anyone who wanked to porn for more than half an hour a day had a problem.
Derrick: "If you whack off for more than half an hour, you're destroying society."
All limits are arbitrary. Drive 56mph in some places and you can get a ticket.
Shay: "Why is porn a pressing issue confronting society?"
Luke: "It weakens the family structure. It creates unrealistic expectations in men what a woman can provide sexually."
Crissy: "Sex is very out and open in Europe and they have less percentages of rape than the US and lower rates of teenage pregnancy."
Luke: "Europeans who move to the United States and their descendents have about the same rate of teenage pregnancy as do their relations who live in Europe. Certain ethnic groups which have a higher percentage in the US [such as blacks] have high illegitimacy rates.
"Europe is not a good moral example. The United States had to rescue them three times in the past century, from World War I, II and communism. That the U.S. is such a great moral force in the world is not unrelated to America's more conservative sexual ethic."
Crissy: "You are very intolerant."
Woman: "You have multiple personalities."
Crissy: "Who are you celebrating with? Porn stars. You are against everything we do."
Shay: "That's a contradiction."
Crissy: "If you look at his site, he's making fun of us. There will always be a line in there that is very sarcastic and expresses your contempt."
Woman: "That is what gossip columnists do."
I ask Shay about feminism but then she runs off to play the card game "Asshole."
Crissy says women have the power in porn.
Derrick: "I don't believe that anymore. To get a good scene, you have to get a good performance from the guy. If the girl is good and the guy is weak, it's a weak scene. If the girl is weak and the guy is strong, it's a strong scene. Everything relies on the male talent. If I don't do my job correctly, no matter how good you are, you are not going to look good."
Holly says that the men in porn are like Mexicans in the US. They do most of the hard work yet few people appreciate them.
Derrick: "If people are not sexually compatible, what are they? Friends. The difference between your best friend and your partner is that you have sex with your partner."
Shay's jealous at the number of longtime friends men have. "I'd rather have longterm [few] friends than lots of acquaintances. I hate it when you can't talk to someone on a real basis. Crystal is the only person on Maui I can call and say [the truth]."
I ask the table if men and women can be friends without one person wanting more.
Crissy Klein recalls the number of male friends she's had who she thought were only platonic friends until they made a move on her and when she rebuffed them, that ended the friendship.
Shay says men and women can be friends if they've had sex and become sick of having sex with each other.
Derrick claims he's friends with every girl he's dated.
Lexxi, a size two, says that his ex-girlfriends "shop at Layne-Bryant."
She menas that they are hefty.
Derrick: "She's the smallest girl I've dated.
"I wouldn't say they were hefty."
Lexxi: "I would. All of them, honey."
Derrick: "I dated them more for their personality."
When Lexxi's told she can't do something, she's liable to say: "I'm Lexxi Tyler. I can do whatever the f--- I want."
I leave at 8 p.m. as the nasty drinking games begin and guys persuade Holly to the table.
These are her friends? Let me flee before I kill them.
I despise the large number (the majority?) of Holly's putative friends who push her to drink and do drugs.
I despise anyone who tries to feed an addict substances that will destroy her.
I hate you. I loathe you. I spit on you.
Yes, I mean you, you very specific persons who push Holly (or anybody) to get drunk and get high. I hope you get run over by a truck. And then I pray to God that you burn in hell.
You are scum. You want to destroy your own pathetic lives? Go ahead. Don't take others with you. Drink your booze, do your drugs, and die.
There are so many horrible things that happen from drinking (the 15,000 or so road deaths a year alone) that I am ambivalent about whether or not America would be a better country with prohibition.
At least addicts to porn don't go out and murder.
Holly emails me:
I'm sorry I didn't have more time to talk to you or your friends (or anybody!) but I get like that when I'm hosting a party. It's like I go into work mode. Anyhow it was a good party and I'm glad I could feed you something you could eat.
I was using Aria's camera -- I get a new one probably Wednesday. I forget which one but I just told my ex at Samys to send me the best new digital point and shoot, so hopefully this one will take better pics.
And don't be too hard on my brother's friends enticing me into a drinking game -- they were wasted themselves and hadn't realized I'd stopped drinking (remember I kept it quiet). Once I explained that I really had quit and I wasn't joking, they felt bad and let me go. Thankfully we all got to bed at a decent time.
Cindi Loftus emails: "Luke, You look very happy in those pics. You also look very hot! Lack of lithium seems to agree with you, physically a least, lol. It was so nice of Holly to throw you a party. I hope you show her the appreciation she deserves. She's really a wonderful person, and will make a wonderful mother to your children some day!"
Chaim Amalek writes: "Sigh . . . Holly is such a sweetheart. She cooks for you, arranges parties for you, buys you things, smiles a lot, and is oh so cheerful and very very pretty. I still say the two of you were meant to be."
Pete writes:
Young Ms. Randall went all out. I ended up marrying the only woman to go to that kind of length for a birthday of mine. Your photos of Holly at the party are great. She may have been exhausted but she seems to glow when you photograph her. Maybe it's your lighting.
AllOver writes DaBurglar in the Monkey Cage:
I enjoyed that very much. I'm still confused and upset and need to understand but can't. But it seems to me that whatever it is all about is centered on there being the machinery and apparatus of the dreamfactory present, the lights and cameras and sound equiptment, a "crew", and the dissemination to the public as "entertainment". It's still enough to put stars in eyes, I suppose, no matter that whatever dark underbelly is there is turned upward, bloated and gaseous toward maggotified bursting in the hot California sun. Oh, and due to the bloat, the rigored limbs stick out ridiculously at obtuse angles like it is pining for hugs.
Marla Singer responds to DaBurglar:
Even top notch, non-porn star escorts do not make $1,500 a day. It can and does happen, but it's not like a common occurance. To charge $500+ an hour you generally have to be exceptionally attractive, well established, live in a big city, and cater to an uppercrust clientel. Most escorts do not possess these advantages.
Very few clients who escorts cater to are either affluent, clean, willing to meet in high-class hotels, etc. You are talking about a client base that is dealt with by a very small percentage of call girls. I suppose you could make the argument that most porn chicks are attractive and resourceful enough to be within that margin, but I'd have to disagree.
While stripping does seem to have a smaller turnover rate than escorting or porn, a significant amount of strippers I have worked with over the years get locked into this spiral of making more money then they have ever had before and spending it all on designer purses, cars, drugs, etc. without saving any of it or planning for the future in any way, shape, or form (much like porn chicks). So they continue to strip for years and years until their looks and bodies are worn out and then they either continue stripping and sink into doing "extras" (hooking while you're on the job) or something else equally desperate, and end up old and shot out with nothing to show for it. And those are the few that don't burn out along the way.
I don't think stripping is any more or less emotionally taxing than pornography, but that also depends on the person and their tolerance for certain things. When you're a stripper you have to work harder for your money and deal with multitudes of cheapass sleazebags, whores, and other bulls--- that probably is right up there with the porn industry. Physically it certainly beats being triple-penetrated and donkey punched for hours on end, but emotionally and mentally I'm thinking it's probably one or two rungs below porn. It's not all flowers and sunshine and from my experiance it seems to be just as damaging and dead-end as any other area of sex work.
Kami Andrews Says Private Has Not Paid Her
I worked for Private for the director Nic Cramer in March and still have not been paid, I waited a few weeks and was told (through Dick Nasty) that the check had been mailed Monday, then i was told their was a confusion as to which Monday, then Friday so on and so on , at one point of hounding I was able to get $400.
The two male performers I worked with haven't been paid either, we were all booked through Dick Nasty who plays poker with Nic Cramer every week, so I don't know if we were booked with the intention of not being paid because Nic knew Dick would let him get away with it or if its just coincidence.
I have heard in the past Nic holes himself up in his over-priced Malibu home and does piles of coke. I could care less unless he's snorting my money. Other performers have said in the past they have to drive out to Malibu and beat his door down to snap him out of his coke coma, but I live in PA and don't have his address. I did a DP for his movie if anyone can recover the money (legally of course) you're welcome to keep half. And to the talent -- beware!
Full Page Ad In Adult Video News Magazine
$3,000.
I wonder if people really think the Mob and Porn are good? Sure its nice to watch a good looking naked chick. Do you know how jacked up her life is or will be? What brought her to that? For very John Gotti there are 100 guys who cannot pay their rent or feed there family. Trust me its not all bling and high rolling for these guys. To be a wife is tough because you have to keep it together for these guys. I am up to the whole Las Vegas time in my Blog. Soon you will see what happened to Fat Herbie. We have to know that the end is near. It is like the cowboy or the gunfighter at the turn of the last century. They had become obsolete and now La Cosa Nostra has began its slow death.
Porn was a big part of my life for a long time. I dated many girls. I even married Tabitha. When I first got into porn the Stars were women, then they became so young 18 or 19, these girls do not know s---. They have no idea the wreck they are making out of their lives. When you f--- on film it is forever. People will always find it. It will pop up when you don't want it. They think they are making big money, really its piss. The big companies make the money off these young girls. I used to be around these girls when the day is over. Its no bed of roses. Amber Lynn what a train wreck! She could have gotten out...April Adams... She was so nice and pretty.. She found god and left. Chasey Lain what a mess she has become. She is all strung out. I saw her in NY, I was up at Elana's office Exotica2000 the big Escort company.. No Longer.. I will get to that. Anyway Elana asked if I could help Chasey. Help her? One look and I knew she was gone. What a waste. Like I could help anyone. My life as you have read is pretty jacked up. I was a mess. I don't know what I was thinking. Porn went perfect with my life. Lcn, Porn its the same. We are all bottom feeders. Like Ron Jeremy told me. You are the only guy I know who stepped up in porn.
I was now married to Tabitha which turned out to be less than ideal. She was basically a waste of space. She would sleep all day wake up maybe 2pm, then get dressed go tanning and then eat. She would be tired and then want to do nothing. She always wanted to go to Las Vegas to see her Mother, Sister and Grandmother. It was a killer because it cut down on my time around SoCal to make cash. I met Vince Lupo over at Fat Tony’s Social Club one day. I was there for a few minutes when John Bronco came inside. John motioned for Fat Tony to go outside to speak to me. I did not like the feel of the whole thing . Fat Tony starts with some bulls--- then he says Kenji, can you get a kilo of cocaine? I knew something was wrong because he had never called me that, only younger guys that I knew all my life or coppers used that term. I had never before discussed the drug biz with Fat Tony or John Bronco. I just said I no longer had any connections. Then Fat Tony tried to talk me into it, by saying it was what Bronco wanted. I told him sorry I could not do anything. He kept it up, so I just said why don’t we go to Mexico? I never committed I just threw that out there because I know the FBI cannot just go down there. He said why? I just said lets go and see what’s up down there. He dropped it. I met Jimmy later that day at the Italian Deli and I told him what was going on with John Bronco. Jimmy did not like the whole feel of it either, so we decided to stay away. Fat Steve Cino met us and we all spoke about it. Fat Steve was getting some money from those guys but he was not 100% behind them. He told me to watch out for Fat Tony. Jimmy and I had dinner at this Italian restaurant off the strip called The Venetian and we saw Vinny Faraci in the bar. We sat with Vinny for maybe an hour just shooting the s---. I had to head back to LA because I had things to take care of in the porn biz. I was owed some cash for my film Blade and a couple I shot in Hawaii. I had heard that Sin City had bought my film Blade from Buck for Foreign sales. I was surprised by this because had no right to sell it because he did not own it. Buck was the Director of the film in name only. Buck spent most of the time high or drunk. The DP, a guy named JD did most of the work and I did the rest. I put up the cash and I already gave Buck his end. I was real pissed at this point, but I knew Buck didn’t have a pot to piss in so I went to the place he sold it. I had worked at Sin City for this guy Mickey Blank, so I knew the place real well. Mickey was from the OC so I knew I could get my hands on him. I went into to speak to Mickey about it and he said they had purchased the Film from Buck. I asked him what paper work and what masters? Mickey is a coward so he told me to speak to David. David is David Sturman the rich kid son of the Porn Czar Rueben Sturman. I thought David was a dick but I figured what the hell. I spoke to David on the phone and he told me it was his and that it was no big deal because it was only 14,000 dollars! I was pissed off but I left without saying a word. I was making plans to get revenge. I had this guy Black Dave who worked for Mickey that kept me in the loop. Black Dave was bringing me hundreds of Mickey’s video’s for less than a buck a pop. I was making good money from that, but I pressured him to step it up because I was pissed. I flew up to San Francisco to scout out the area around General Video the place David owned. It was in an industrial area and after 5pm it was pretty desolate. I noticed that there was a stop sign where David stopped his car just down from General video. It looked good, but I knew doing something in San Francisco would be tough. I decided to wait until he came to LA, since I had Black Dave I knew what they were doing so that was easy. I was working on another film while I was doing all this crap, so I was busy. I was putting together a B movie for cable. I didn’t even want Tabitha to be part of it because she was so hard to work with. I decided to cast April in the lead because she was cool and she would do a good job.
This kid Black Dave calls and tells me he is picking up David Sturman at LAX. He tells me his whole agenda so I know where he is staying and when he will be at Sin City. I made plans to go by the next day. I was going to just bring my pal Speedy who was this kid who had done a s---load of state time and let him handle it. I was over at Jerry Zimmerman's place and he heard what was going on. Jerry had just had Jimmy Caci collect some other money from Mickey Blank over at Sin City. They had ripped off another friend of ours named Ben. So Jerry told me to ask Jimmy to go over with me. Jimmy came by with Ori [Spado] and Jimmy wanted to go do it the next day. He did not want me to get into trouble.
So we made plans to meet for breakfast and then go hit up David at Sin City. We walked right into Mickey Blank's office without stopping at the front desk. There sat David and Mickey Blank. They wanted to call Buck [Adams] in to the meeting. I told them he had nothing to do with my film. I dropped the copyright, the releases and receipts for the film on Mickey desk. David started being a jerk off. He said he had friends. Jimmy said to him, 'Listen here you bubble gum chewing mother f---er get on the phone and call who you gotta call.'
David really had nobody because he is used to guys sucking his prick because of his father [Reube Sturman]. Then Mickey tried to badmouth me and I just told him to shut the f--- up. I told him the next time he opened his mouth I would break his jaw. Mickey shut up. Then David stammered and played his crap. He agreed to pay 13,000 the next day. So we left.
Later much would be said and written about that but that is what happened. David had Black Dave and this big guy named Shawn around him that night at some movie screening in case we came back. David is a pussy with a big mouth. I hope a bolt of lightning strikes him down.
The whole machine kept going even while I was with Tabitha [Stevens]. Things turned out to be not so good with her. Being married really sucked. She is just a lazy girl. I did continue to use my special brand of sending a message to people. I always found it real good to strike someone where they live. I used to either torch or blow up their cars. It sends the message that you are not to be messed with. That was before all this terror s--- put the coppers on edge. It worked well because I was able to get cash from a number of guys who had things going on. I would get cash from all different kinds of crooks in the OC. Tabitha always wanted pills like xanax and so did everyone in the porn biz. I had a few Doctor hook ups but they could only give me a couple of hundred at a time. I started using my Mexican connections to get huge boxes of pills in Mexico. You have to watch out where you buy pills in Mexico because they will turn you into the Police. That way they get some of your cash and the pills back. I had some good wholesalers. I would just drive down park in the last American parking and walk over. I would take a cab out to the Playa's and meet my guy. I would dump all the pills into a back pack and then ride a bike across. This was when a bike would cross where the cars cross today. Nobody would stop you. I brought over thousands of pills this way.
Tiffany Taylor - Vivid Girl
She's half French and half Pakistani if I'm not mistaken and she's genuinely beautiful in person - REALLY beautiful- but she's not the hottest performer however. We actually shot her twice for the same movie. The first time she was simply not into it at all and borderline catatonic. That scene now resides in a drawer in my office. The second time, after a lengthy pre-scene pep-talk she did pretty good and that scene is of course in the movie. She probably just needs to feel more comfortable with her chosen profession. If she sticks around, I can see her becoming a contract girl for Wicked or Vivid. She's definitely more suited for features than gonzo and I don't mean that as an insult. It's just her personality.
Luke Turned 40 May 28
I get this email:
Take it from an old industry consigliere - although your panic attacks may seem as destructive as Kevin Beechum's rape of the king's English, as surreal as a Larry Flynt luncheon at the Four Seasons or as frightening as a Tom Byron soliloquy, they are in fact as harmless as a Kenny Guarino vendetta and as transitory as a Rob Black subsidiary. They are as transparent as a Khan Tusion interview and credible as a Kenneth Gallo blog. Pay them no mind - 40 is young. Not many writers can turn two dimensions into three, not with such limited content to work with.
I read Jenna's book a few months ago (it took me about eight hours). I read Suze's 1978 book Friday in two hours.
They have more in common than in what separates them. They both fit snugly into the porn star biography bracket.
The major differences:
* Jenna is porn's biggest star of all time. Suze is porn's biggest photographer of all time but the book stops before Suze's photography career blasts off. Suze needs a sequel.
* Cultural. Suze's book is laugh-at-the-pain British while Jenna's is Oprah-style American. There's not as much introspection and confession in Suze's work. Suze's book is a fun easy read with large sections for the wanker crowd. Jenna's book is a more challenging read and is about five times as long. She's more open about her life.
Suze's book is a laugh. Jenna bleeds.
* Generational. Suze's book was published when just being in porn was a big deal. Jenna's book comes out of an older, more accepted, industry. Suze came of age when swinging was a political statement. Few people today think of porn and swinging as part of a philosophy.
* Success. Jenna's book was a bestseller.
For the women in the business the biggest difference is PAY! We make more in the USA then we do overseas. One thing I find "weird" about the USA is how you can watch someone get killed on TV, bloody death even but you can't see a boob! Now that is odd!
My life goal since I was a young child has been being a wife and mother. I hope to god I meet and marry the man of my dreams and we have many beautiful babies together and we raise them in peace and happiness and then grow old together traveling the world. Corney, cliche, old hat .. I know, but its ALL I've ever wanted. When he asks me to be his I will drop everything (porn included) and follow him anywhere. What can I say, I'm a hopeless romantic.
JMT Emails: 'What kind of fag goes on the internet and makes a public spectacle of himself posting this kind of weepy bulls--- over some woman?'
"Oh, wait . . . never mind . . . forget I said anything."
How Did Marcus London React To Seeing His Ex-GF McKenzie Lee Agree To Marry Her New Guy?
I have a question for everyone and i would like to know there thoughts on this situation because personally i am confused, hurt and dumb founded at the actions of someone who i loved for over 4 years and who has right now just torn my heart in shreds and served it to me cold, i dont know how or why she has done this. could it be a rebound effect but she broke up with me so could it be to get back at me for things she thinks i may have done behind her back of which i never did but the gossip would say otherwise but either way if you felt after 4 years with someone that you felt unable to trust them may be u would leave them but would u think it normal to within 5 days start seeing someone who just starting hanging out with u both as a couple because his marrage to another porn girl had gone wrong and then within a month see him propose marrage to her at a high profile industry event and she actually agree's but now for the crazy part firstly we were engaged but also he is still married with no divorce in sight oh but this is the best bit she is also married, confused well i not going in to detail why she is but lets just say it serves a purpose either way please everyone tell me your thoughts on this crazy situation i could use some outside input as i know that i would personally never do this to someone i once cared about would u. you may ask way am i making my pain so public well its been made public knowledge in my world so why not let the rest of the world know to as they are not tainted by gossip and hear say that frequents our business. wanna see the whole story check out lukeisback.com
Suze - Slave In Bed
In the book, Suze Randall says she likes to be the slave in sex.
"Usually I only fancy men who dominate me," I explained with a sigh.
Oscar Wilde said women are slaves looking for their masters. What's with dominant women wanting to be treated like slaves?
My breathtakingly levelheaded (two words stolen from...) friend Holly Randall replies: "Sex is a release-- and for most that means shedding the social image you've taken so long to build and letting "the pendulum swing the other way" in bed. It's why so many businessmen frequent dominatrix dungeons."
It's Great Being 40
QReed writes:
Luke, I already turned 40 earlier this month. Just like you we must have started on the computer and internet years ago at the same time. I've had some recent little odd pains in my left elbow, right forearm, spot on the palm of my right hand now dented because of the mouse causing muscle irritation. I keep my left arm straighter now and the mouse pad farther away. Adjusted height on my chair to higher than the desk and keyboard. Cold water over the red spot on my right palm cools it down. I take more time off the computer when my limbs start to tingle. I don't do anything on the 'puter before 1:00 and no later than 10:00, typing anything or mouse moving too often. I work out and do forearm exercises and that helps.
One thing, I use to write opinions constantly on a variety of topics, sports across the nation and local business, governments. Ranting against Bush policies or on blog sites of other writers. I left XPT a long time ago not liking porn sluts being pissed on that offended some on that site oddly. I was in RAME under different alias. You have posted some my comments on the various websites.
I'm giving it a month being 40 before writing anymore opinions. My life is different, more clear on the path my life is supposed to take. Maybe I should say less and do more without comment in this decade. Wait until I'm 50 to rant again. Maybe we won't be typing or using a mouse, just talk the computer what to say up or down to scroll. Say Point and Click, Open verbal commands. Say the website to surf it. Give yourself 30 days of saying nothing and just doing more what you think is right. Put what you desire to happen into the smallest actions. Date the girl and don't share any experience of those days with net readers. Lukeisback will survive you know that.
I don't know what a panic attack is, I've felt muscles all over my body tighten up on occasion, its painful but doesn't last long. Always a social experience. I can't show anyone every muscle in my body just went nuts and got tense. More I work out the less that tends to happen, its been very infrequent. If I had a panic attack maybe my nostrils open and closed or seem to stay open somehow. I've felt that. Never any doctor's diagnosis or mentioning those things.
I saw an old girlfriend stripping in a bar but couldn't go up and say hello, I've regretted that. She was in college trying to be a stage dancer or ballet, make it big to New York dream. But her path got altered. Had the body of a dancer but not the classic beauty in her face enough.I had nothing to say about her dreams back then. Don't know if I could date a dancer that needed to, for the money. I just don't want to be in the strip bar that often. Years can go by I'm not in any strip bar and that's fine. But if she danced to promote her image and it took her farther along on a career path, no problem with that. I could date a nude model, but I haven't looked for one around here. Its not my body she's opening for everyone to see. I don't get jealous that way.
Could I be involved with porn babe, only if it was every other month she does a few scenes and within limits of things going on, how she's treated. I don't even consider that ability finding dates, I have future public career in local politics possibly and she would have to give the life up by age 40. A decade has to pass before the porn career can be put away and cataloged by the person, that was different life. I won't be a poltician until my 60's. Who cares what happened to invididuals over 20 years ago.
Porn babe, I would hope she doesn' t have a criminal record, no felonies. No odd places for bad tat's. No one suffering depressions should tattoo themselves because it maybe a forever stain. Some hot chicks in porn have ugly tattoo's and uncontrollable drug habits. Who is a clean living hot body babe and likes being naked. My future wife should have those qualities I think. What's a hotter public stage, the strip bar or in front of thousands people being someone promoting public policies and social programs.
McKenzie Lee Accepts Police Officer's Offer Of Marriage
This happens at McKenzie and Lexxi Tyler's birthday party Thursday night.
His name is Christopher G. Dancel, the 35yo CEO of Officer Off Duty, Inc, which provides off-duty police officers as security guards (often to celebrities such as Lexxi Tyler and Paris Hilton). He was married for a year or so to Lisa Daniels.
McKenzie's ex-boyfriend Marcus London is in the crowd. I wonder if he watched the proposal? I wonder how he felt.
He's at the event with Julie from Wicked whose full-time job is looking after the company's 2257 obligations.
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I meet Dillan Hilton, who was a male performer for a few months (entered porn through Dakota Cameron), appearing in over 20 scenes. He got out for his relationship, which ended today. He sells mortgages.
Candy Manson grew up in Chicago, where she worked as a stripper for over four years before entering porn a year ago and doing 80 scenes. Feature dancer Naomi Knight did Candy's first scene.
Luke: "When you were a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?"
Candy: "Ever since junior high, I've told people that I want to become a porn star."
She first had sex with a girl at age 12 and with a guy at 16. She says she slept with 20 guys before starting in porn.
Candy: "Lee is the first person I've dated outside of the industry. My successful relationships have been with guys in the business."
She talks about finding that one special guy and settling down. "He has to be hot. He has to make me feel good. He has to accept me for me. If I meet a guy who's OK with what I've done and loves me for that... Honesty and loyalty. And keep me laughing."
Luke: "How did your parents react to your getting into porn?"
Candy gives a rueful laugh. "Not very well. I'm first-generation. My parents got off the boat from Poland. They're old-school Polish. They're hardcore Catholics. Yeah, they're crazy."
I motion to Stormy to pose for a picture (I think I've taken more of her than anybody) but she shakes her head and walks on.
I don't get the feeling that she's with Mike Moz any more but that's just my guess.
As I drive up to the party Thursday evening, I battle my first panic attack in years. As I maneuver back and forth to get a free parking spot on De Longpre off Cahuenga, I feel the universe collapsing in on me. I have so many changes going on in my life, I feel overwhelmed. Many new opportunities are opening up to me, and I don't want to blow them.
I fear that I've bitten off more than I can chew, that I've abused a friend's generosity, that I'm exquisitely sensitive about myself and callous towards others... My stomach locks up and my arms are on fire. I can barely lift my camera.
Wouldn't it be exquisite that I could finally do something honorable with my life only my elbows won't cooperate?
Will I need to steer my way home with my mouth?
I don't think this attack has anything to do with my turning 40 on Sunday. I keep telling people that it means nothing to me. My meaning in life is not founded on delusions of youth. But what if I'm deluded? What if I'm freaked about beginning another decade? What if my panic means I don't like what I see when I look in the mirror? All those nose and ear hairs, where did they come from all of a sudden?
How can I devote myself to castigating sexual predators yet plead in private to put "the tip in"? I pose in righteousness yet promise to "bang you silly."
I have wings but I cannot fly.
I stumble around in the smoke of the party surrounded by beautiful women and I just want to lie down on the floor in my hovel and put packs of frozen peas under my elbows and listen to Ann Coulter until I fall asleep.
James DiGiorgio writes:
I used to get panic attacks, albeit they weren't overly severe and debilitating. Somewhere along the way I learned a little trick which usually helped quite a bit. You know about mantras, right? Well, here's one I learned to use when I would feel a panic attack coming: "I'm healthy, I'm happy, I feel terrific!"
I would repeat that over and over and over, either out loud or to myself. For the most part, it had a positive effect on the panicky sensations and would usually kick them out of my mind and body.
Email Luke help with the photo IDs. And how does one photograph in smoky environment like Thursday nights? It wrecked most of my photos.
Mike South writes:
It was not the smoke that wrecked your pictures. It was your proper exposure ie (the lack thereof) The D100 is a temperamental camera if used in auto exposure mode. Make sure bracketing is turned off likewise turn off auto white balance (set it yourself) turn off sharpening and make sure flash is set either to none or cloudy +1 set your flash to no exposure compensation as well as the camera when indoors use the diffuser over the flash unless you know when not to.