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Industry Mourns At Porn Star Karaoke The Passing Of Actor Chris Penn

Michael Raven James DiGiorgio Jimmy, Seymour Jimmy, Seymour Seymour, Estella Leon Seymour, Estella Estella, friend Estella, friend Quincy, Estella Quincy, Estella Hailey Young, Mofo, girls Hailey Young, Mofo, girl, Anna Lynn Nic Andrews, Lynn LeMay Nic Andrews, Lynn LeMay Nic Andrews, Lynn LeMay Erika Kole Boris, Lynn Boris, Lynn Lynn, Marc Davis Lori Lust Lori Lust Lori Lust

James DiGiorgio wonders about my mute expression. "What's wrong with you? You look stoned."

I stay mute.

Five minutes later, I burst out to Jimmy, Harry Weiss and Seymour: "How would you feel about an ex-lover posing naked Playboy-style?"

Jimmy: "I wouldn't care. If she was doing scenes, that would be one thing."

Harry and Seymour say they wouldn't care. I decide that I wouldn't care either. Heck, I'd even do scenes with her to make extra money. Blogging doesn't pay that great. And look at what working together has done for my hero Wankus and his future wife Tyler Faith.

It's all good. It's an opportunity for me to rid myself of patriarchal ownership fantasies and restore the means of production to the oppressed.

Before posing naked, many women will quit drinking and drugs. They'll work out.

It's a positive path. It's positively spiritual. I love to see women taking control of their own destiny. One of the things that makes America a great country is that a woman can do what she wants with her own body.

I'm gonna send traffic to her website. When my readers sign up, I'll get a percentage. I'll be pimpin'. Think what that'll do for my street cred.

I chat to friends about Cytherea's time at the AVN. She was walking around Saturday talking to herself? No, she was using Blue Tooth technology (talking on a wireless phone).

Jimmy tells Harry he's a lousy Jew. "I don't buy retail," Weiss responds.

Estella Leon walks up. I've blanked on her name. Harry busts my balls. He says that at conventions, when guys ask a porn girl to take a picture with them, the girl will often ask the guy, "What's my name?" If he doesn't know, she won't take the picture.

Jimmy says he did 420 before he got here. He discusses rolling joints with paper from particular rock album. Jimmy doesn't roll his own anymore. He prefers pipes, particularly this one bamboo pipe.

"You can turn around and talk into your recorder," Harry yells at me.

I put my recorder away and face the group again. I'm instructed on what I may and may not publish from the drug conversation.

Jimmy says a Los Angeles designer with a new line of men's underwear has hired him to do the fashion shots because he liked Jimmy's glamor photography so much.

"Jimmy will also be modeling the underwear," says Harry.

Nic Andrews (who's lost 211 pounds) arrives with Lynn LeMay. Nic doesn't direct anymore. He runs a post-production house.

Lynn says she has a whole new life from when we spoke last. "LynnLeMay.com is now my flagship."

Ben writes:

She must be seeing something different then what I see because when I go to that "website," I see a single pic of an old lady with a boobjob. The 5 or 6 other pics are no less then 10 years old. A flagship website with 8 or 9 pictures and tons of links to other websites?

Alexa.com ranks lynnlemay.com at 2,417,364 which means that not even the guy designing the website is looking at it.

Lynn: "I'm now busting my ass going to all the really cool parties. I drag my photographer Adam with me everywhere I go. We went to the Dr. Susan Block party and had a fabulous time."

Luke: "May I take a picture of you guys?

"May I rest that there?"

I rest my recorder in her cleavage.

Adam: "Are you going to publish it?"

Luke: "Yes."

Adam: "I don't want that."

Lynn: "You don't want to be famous?"

Adam: "No."

I delicately retrieve my recorder.

Luke: "What else?"

Lynn: "I'm a college student. I'm studying teaching. Counseling. People will have to listen to me on purpose. I'm going to be a college counselor. I'm in my third semester."

Luke: "A guidance counselor. How much education will you need?"

Lynn: "I'll be there until I'm 50. Until then, I'm going to do this."

Luke: "What's this?"

Lynn: "I'm working on my website. I'm going to parties. I'm actively doing scenes again. I was in the 2006 AVN Hall of Fame. I'm just giving in to being Lynn LeMay. Michael DeLuise and I are no more. We are again off. Last time I talked to you, we were off. Then we were on. Now we're off again. As long as it is off, I'm going to live for who I am. I am Lynn LeMay. I think it's going to be fun this time. I'm going to be Lynn LeMay in a different way. For the fun of it. Just do whatever seems like a good time."

Luke: "You're going to a lot of parties."

Lynn: "I am. I am going to anything and everything anyone invites me to."

Luke: "What were you doing a year ago?"

Lynn: "When you and I were doing an interview a year ago, I wasn't doing an awful lot. I was bitching that I didn't have a website. I was whining that I was single. I didn't have much to do with myself.

"We should do an interview where you treat me nice and I treat you nice and I don't have to yell at you anymore."

Lynn brings Boris (Ecuadorian parents, born in New York, about 36yo) along as her handler and grief counselor. Lynn's friend Chris Penn died of a drug overdose tonight. Lynn says she doesn't want to cry and that Boris pulls funny faces and that keeps her from crying.

Lynn: "Boris and I had a long conversation with [Chris about politics] not too long ago."

Boris: "He was very well-read, very astute in his research."

Lynn: "A very hurting man."

Boris: "Sean and Chris were extremes. Chris was always jovial. He seemed like the kind of guy you could hang out and talk to. The first time I met him..."

Lynn: "Was at Happy Hour..."

Boris: "And he let me share his plate. He put food on my plate to try. He was jovial. You could sense his melancholy strain. It's sad that he should die this way. It's almost a Hollywood cliche."

Lynn says she never dated him. "I slapped him upside the head one night [six months ago] and told him he was an asshole. He tattled on me. I was with a friend of mine. We were sitting at my local bar in front of Chris. He called my boyfriend Michael and said, 'Your girl is down here.'

"So next time I saw [Chris], I slapped him upside the head. It wasn't necessary to tattle on my boyfriend. After that, we became friends. We were at that bar a lot together. It was a really cool thing. After I got out of college, I'd stop on my way home, get free food, a cocktail, and I'm home to do my homework. Chris was part of that nightlife with me. I was gone two days and now look at what happened."

Boris: "Kudos to you. I used to read your site. I read everything you wrote about her. I used to think that out of all the stars that I loved to watch, she sounded like the only one I could get along with. And I was right. Five years now we've been friends."

Lynn: "After all the stuff he wrote about me?"

Boris: "It wasn't all wrong."

Lynn: "Chris was into Asian girls. He had this Italian code. If you had slept with one of the guys in his group...

"Chris gave me dirty looks. I gave him dirty looks. We talked across the bar at each other until we finally found middle ground."

Boris: "He didn't know what to make of you. On the one hand, he was intrigued. On the other, he was distant from everybody he didn't know well. He was conflicted. He would talk to one person while looking at another."

Lynn: "Tonight I was getting ready to meet with my photographer to come here and the phone rang. It was somebody telling me that Chris had died. I had just ridden past his house on my bicycle. There were cops there. There were helicopters flying overhead. It never dawned on me that it was for him. So I went down to the bar and had a drink with all of his friends.

"Just because I'm here, it doesn't mean that I don't care. I'm just doing my job."

James DiGiorgio reports:

I don't recognize most of the cute porn chicks at Sardo's this particular evening. That usually means they've been in the business about three minutes. Porn is very generous: We bestow "star" status on these chicks right after their very first scene. How cool is that? One minute you're a slut giving it away and the next you're a porn STAR getting paid top dollar for what you once gave away for less noble reasons.