So this past weekend I went to Veags for the AVN awards. Being nominated for Best Supporting Actor was an honor. I got to meet my porn crush Joanna Angel (who I quite possibly creep ed out with a text message) and make awkward small talk with a more recent porn crush Sparky Sinclaire (so hot).Tommy Pistol is fucking funny as shit! I finally got to meet Spock Buckton who happened to come up to the bar just as I watching Andy Dick get kicked out of the awards show just before it began. I had no idea that Lux from Fleshbot was such a hottie and had I not stayed up until 8am the following morning I would have been a bit more social in stead of quietly hungover. In traditional Vegas fashion I stay up pass sunrise and sustained myself on a combination of booze, cigarettes and caffeine. The tribe ultimate after party was quite awesome and I hung out with some friends from the NY BDSM scene. My plan for the weekend was to have a lot of sex and a lot of booze. The latter was accomplished in spades. As it turns out it was a weekend awkward introductions, not having enough business cards, and saying things like “I follow you on twitter” and “I’d love to work with you just DM me.” A bulk of my time was spent at the circle bar at the Venetian drinking heavily with James Deen and Princess Donna and a few others from the bay. The queer porn mafia was in full effect and I was able to show them some love when I wasn’t with the cast and crew of An Open Invitation A Real Swingers Party In San Francisco. Sitting through the long awards show hosted by the racist( and not in a funny way ) Lisa Lampanelli I often wondered if I would be able to be in an industry that doesn’t have to describe the presence of a person of color by a candy that matches their skin tone. My nomination comes with increased visibility and perhaps the opportunity for more “mainstream” work with little to no say in how said work is edited or marketed. Will my next trip to LA make me the star of “Chocolate Poles in Vanilla Holes vol. 47″ or “A Nigga fucked my Butterscotch Latina Daughter No 87″. It’s 2011 and we still describe videos in a way that would be considered racist in any other context other than porn marketing. There is a fine line between ethics and paying rent and so far I haven’t had to look at that line too closely. In someways I enjoy the fact that I’m a bit of an unknown in this industry. No drama. No scandal. No pressure. Those few fans that did recognize me where sweet, genuine, intelligent and in a few cases totally bangable.
This is the exciting first few days of having your own website. Telling your friends to check it over twitter, email, facebook and all the other forms of modern communication. It’s interesting to think my name has gone from a search to destination in the few years that I’ve been in porn. I’ll update as I go from shoot to shoot.