Monday, August 24, 2009


One of my biggest online pet peeves is the overuse of abbreviations. Some are OK, don't get me wrong. But some people just don't know when to stop. I have a hard enough time trying to figure out what the hell personalized license plates mean. Why should I have to try to figure out what you are trying to tell me. Just come out with it already.

Things like this really annoy me. If you can figure them out you are doing better than me. Some I have learned through asking others, but honestly, if you have to ask then there is a problem. Others are obvious, but just annoying as hell. Is it just me?
  • STFU
  • W R U @
  • FML
  • LMAO
  • What's UR 20?
  • NFW
  • OIC
And the list goes on. It's endless. More pop up every day. What if we spoke to each other that way? I would have to slap the shit out of someone. Texting was bad enough, but Twitter has just made things worse. I have trouble enough with English (and it's my first and only language). Why do I feel the need to learn an entirely new one? This is the reason I never text anyone, and the reason I despise receiving texts, so if you have my cell number, just call me. If it's important enough to say to me, then dial my damn number and tell me. Be warned that if you send me a text I will NOT respond. I hate it with a passion.

As you know, I am addicted to Twitter, so naturally I use some abbreviations from time to time to get my message withing the 140 character limit. But ONLY after I have exhausted every other possibility for using proper English. If I need to send two tweets to complete my thought, so be it.

Maybe I'm just too old fashioned. NOTE: I am not old, and anyone why says I am is in for one hell of an ass whooping. I'll show you just how old I am. The point is, if it's important enough for you to say to me, then just say it. Don't play games. I am a very tolerant person, but there are some places I have to draw the line, and this is one of them. If you want to use silly abbreviations with each other, fine. Don't do it with me. I'm not smart enough to figure it out and I will probably just ask you to explain it, so you might as well write it out anyway.

Thanks for understanding.


Thursday, August 20, 2009


Recently porn model Tommy DeLuca contacted my buddy, Pierre Fitch about wanting to do a scene with him. After paying for DeLuca's plane tickets, booking a suite at a hotel, which was almost $400 for a night, DeLuca seems to have had a bit of a diva tantrum over having to take a taxi to Pierre's place. Isn't it enough that he was welcomed into Pierre's home, eat Pierre's food and be treated to an amazing time in Montreal? I have been a guest of Pierre's on many occasions. He is quite possibly one of the most entertaining and generous hosts I have ever had the pleasure of staying with. Pierre documented the incident on his blog. One thing Pierre left out was the fact that DeLuca had a major issue with not having a direct flight from New York to Montreal. OK, so he would have had to change planes in Philly. Was he worried about chipping a nail? There was only one direct flight from New York to Montreal and the ticket would have cost over $1300. When you calculate that in with the $400 hotel room, camera man, editing, plus paying Tommy his fee the shoot would have cost in the neighborhood of $3000. That is an extraordinary amount to pay for one scene. Even with the less expensive connecting flight, which was about $700 (non-refundable, by the way) the scene would have still been the most expensive Pierre had ever produced. How can DeLuca consider himself a professional or even worth of working in the porn industry. It's not like he is the most attractive model. If it were not for his horse size cock he would never get any work. I have reposted Pierre's blog entry detailing the events of what happened. There is no justification for DeLuca's behavior. None whatsoever. I have known Pierre for some time and consider him one of my best and dearest friends. I know that every word of his post is true. During the entire escapade Pierre was telling me the things that were occurring. Less than 12 hours before DeLuca's flight was set to leave he pulls this stunt. There may be some more underlying issues, but they certainly are not with Pierre. If DeLuca wants to continue in the industry and be taken seriously he really needs to re-evaluate his priorities. On a personal note, I hope that news of this incident spreads through the porn world like wild fire. I sincerely hope that other porn producers and directors will take a very close look at DeLuca before hiring him. If this much drama occurred over a taxi and flight arrangement, can you imagine what he is like to work with on a set. When Pierre told me about what happened I told him to consider himself lucky. This is not the kind of person he needs to be associated with. So here is Pierre's blog entry. Judge for yourself...

Today I get a phone call from Tommy deLuca and he asked me if everything was fine for tomorrow - I said yes. He asked if anyone was picking him up at the airport. I said you can take a cab, you have my home address, and I’ll pay for it. I thought this was all understood, and if not, at least the best and most convenient way.

He replies that he always gets picked up - and asks “don’t you have staff to do so?” I explained how easy is it to get to my place, and whether or not you know the area, the Cabbie does !! - and it won’t cost you anything and it’s quick.

Well, Miss Diva did not like the idea of coming by herself in a cab so I said I would take a cab to the airport and come back with him.

After this phone call he e-mails me telling me I was rude to suggest a cab. My God - it’s just ridiculous. I wasn’t rude, I just said that a cab made the most sense. How hard is it to take a cab !!!???

The most important point is that HE is the one who e-mailed ME for work. I mean, I thought I was a Diva, but damn - this was some real attitude. Thankfully Matt the Great was able to get my airfair ticket back since it was non-refundable.

Sorry to vent like this, but you get the good with the bad here on the blog lol. I’m kind of upset at this behavior, because in over 10 years I have always been nice to models and never had problems as petty and crazy as this one.

The bottom line is he cancelled - over taking a cab I’d pay for, he cancelled the shoot. I was really looking forward to working with him, but imagine on set how much crap there might have been. He was my most expensive shoot ever … airfare, cab, cameraman, hotel and his fee - and he pulls this immature stuff. Sorry again for the long rant, but it’s just so upsetting.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


I just did an AMAZING interview with Ian Duncan, owner of Video Boys and Squirtz in Montreal. He is one of the sweetest and most genuine people I have ever spoken to. We have so many friends in common that I wonder how it is that we have never met or spoken before last night. It's a pretty long interview but so worth it. It really devolved from an interview into a great conversation. Before either of us knew it we had been on the phone for almost two hours.

Ian had a very troubling childhood but overcame his adversity and started his Video Boys when he was just 18, when the Internet was still new to most of the world. Now at 33 Ian is still going strong. He's very open about his life and has admitted that talking about his past has helped his deal with it and come through it a better person. I had a tremendous amount of respect for Ian based on what I had heard from Pierre Fitch, Jeremy Feist and Jeremy Roddick, but after speaking to him I now have an even deeper respect for him.

The interview should be up by Friday on In the meantime please follow Ian on Twitter at

Saturday, August 8, 2009


So I went to see GI Joe today. The movie was missing something. Now what was it..... hmmmmm.... Oh yeah, a PLOT! There were some good action scenes, but the story (what little story there was) was kind of hard to follow. Now, I am by no means a movie critic. I just know what I like, and the only thing I liked about this movie was Channing Tatum. Looking at him was the only really redeeming quality about this movie. Honestly, do Hollywood producers and directors think that a movie can stand on action alone? I've seen better story lines in car commercials. At best this would make a semi-decent rental. The people sitting next to me actually left about 15 minutes before the movie ended. If you have to leave a movie during the climax, it really wasn't much of a climax, now was it? You can check it out for yourself, but honestly, I would recommend spending $10 somewhere else.

Monday, July 27, 2009


I am so proud of my new interview site. In it's first three days it has had over 600 hits. I guess that is pretty good for a new site that has barely gotten any publicity. Luckily, all of the stars I have asked for an interview have agreed too! I couldn't believe it. The feedback has been more than I ever expected. I'm not making a cent off of the interviews. I do it because I love it and I want people to see a different side of the stars other than just being pretty faces or asking them about their latest DVD's or photo-shoots.

Now I have a dilemma, which banner should I use for the site. Please help me decide. I can't make up my mind. Please post a comment and let me know which one you prefer, the first or the second.

I really can't decide, so I need your help. Grrrrr... I hate the trivial decisions. I guess it is up to you to decide.

Thanks guys! And please be sure to read a comment on the interviews at Your comments are very important to me. They help be grow as an interviewer, plus the stars being interviewed love to check out the comments too. It means a lot to them.

Thanks again!

Thursday, July 23, 2009


For those of you that remember. I used to interview gay adult entertainers for Pierre Fitch's site, I have created a new site; Here I have reposted the interviews from before and plan to add many more. I am expecting a call from Jesse Santana momentarily. As promised I will post our conversation; however, it will be posted on my new site.

So for those who have not had a chance to read the interviews, you are in for a treat. And for those of you who read them the first time, I'm sure you will enjoy getting to know your favorite stars all over again.



Wednesday, July 22, 2009


I checked my voice mail today and had an unexpected call from the amazingly hot Jesse Santana. I haven't spoken to him since New Year's Eve, so you can imagine my surprise. I returned his call this afternoon. I continue to be struck by how genuinely sweet and seemingly shy he is. He was calling to ask a little favor of me. I'm not going to say what it is right now. You will have to wait until tomorrow. Don't worry, it will be worth the wait. Jesse has been a busy boy. I'm thrilled that he thought of me, and I can't wait to share everything with you tomorrow. I know... the anticipation is killing me too, but I don't know everything myself, so I we are all in the same boat here. All I can say is that it is something big, so be sure to stop back by.

Talk to you tomorrow!

Saturday, July 18, 2009


Anyone who really knows me knows that I have an unquenchable love of kink and leather. Maybe that's the reason I am so drawn to Wolf Hudson, the King of Kink. Wolf has demonstrated time and time again that he knows how to make a scene hot and push the envelope of kink, without entering the realm of disgusting. Yes, there is kinky, and then there is. "what the hell are you doing with that goat?!"

Is it because he can pull of wearing leather like no one else? Is it because he has mastered talking dirty down to a science? Is it because he is forceful and dominant? Or is is because under all of this he is one of the sweetest and funniest guys ever.

We have been following each other on Twitter for a while. He continues to keep me laughing. The banter back and forth between him and his best friend, Rob Romoni, and his enthusiasm for life keep me coming back.

Wolf is probably one of the biggest Michael Jackson fans ever. He is a remarkable dancer and credits his love for dance to The King of Pop. So when news broke of Jackson's death my first thought went to my friend, Wolf. I knew a part of him died that day too. He tried to get tickets to Jakson's funeral at the Staples Center in LA, but was unable to. Fortunately a fan scored two tickets for him. I know this meant the world to Wolf; to be able to say a final farewell to his idol.

Wolf has is now directing quite a bit and has signed as a Cocky Boys exclusive. He continues to produce some of the highest quality work in porn, but his life is not all about porn. He has an amazing life story. He has several siblings from a father who seemed to have multiple encounters with other women. A short while back he located a sister he never knew he had, and more recently located a brother on Facebook. He's had his ups and downs, but through it all he has come out on top.

Wolf recently hosted the 2009 Grabby Awards in Chicago. There were several stars nominated, but through the votes and support of his fans he won the coveted honor. I have seen many of the clips on youtube and from all accounts he did an amazing job.

I wish Wolf all the luck in the future. He has certainly been an inspiration to me and to countless others, not just through his porn work, but through his blogs as well. He may be the King of Kink, but hhe is definitely one of the most down to earth, coffee chugging, people I have ever known.

Keep up the good work Wolf. We love you, babe!

Friday, July 17, 2009


Ugh... will the rain ever go away? This has been on of the wettest summers on record for the east coast of North America. Normally this time of year we are battling a drought. This year we are battling flash-floods. My friend Robert from Australia has been telling me about the drought they have been having for about a decade. He says that there are kids who have not seen a significant rainfall in their lives. I wish I could send some of this rain his way.

Today as I was leaving work a sudden storm came out of nowhere with rain blowing completely sideways. Traffic lights were blowing in the wind, trees were being uprooted and suddenly all of the power went out in the city. I could not see more than one care length in front of me. After about 10 minutes it went as fast as it came. Now the sun is out and there is not a cloud in the sky. This has been typical for this summer so far.

My friends in Montreal have been consumed by this unusually wet weather as well. Come on, give us a break. Is there a weather fairy we need to appease? Is it too much to ask for a nice clear week?

I'm trading in my car for a hovercraft this weekend. It's either that or build an ark.

Thursday, July 16, 2009


I used to laugh at the Twitter-holics. Can't people find a better use for their time? It seemed like a way stalking had just become easier. Now I have to admit I think I have a Twitter problem. I first realized it when someone was sitting in front of my desk discussing something important with me and I was checking Twitter on my iPhone while holding it under my desk. It's a sickness.

If Facebook is the crack of the internet, Twitter is the heroin. I don't really have an addictive personality. When I quit smoking, I just set them down and walked away. I've always prided myself in being able to resist addiction. What the hell happened? Do I really need to tell the universe my random thoughts and give witty replies to others' tweets? Apparently so.

Although I find myself in love with Twitter now, I think there are some who have a more serious problem than I do. I think a lot of them tweet so much that they forget the whole world can read what they are posting. If they only realized I'm sure they would think before they tweet. Some of the celebrities are the worst. They actually make plans with their friends on Twitter, letting every lunatic in the world know when and where they are going to be. Smart, really smart. It's like a TMZ magnet.

I keep about four windows open on my browser at all times; my email, this blog, another random blog, and Twitter. There could be worse things I guess. It started as a guilty pleasure reading others' thoughts. Now I can't get enough. It's like breathing. I was in a restaurant tonight with business associates and could not wait to get the hell out of there so I could check twitter. Now that's sick! Even as I write this I am pausing every 30 seconds to check Twitter and make the occasional tweet. Is there a rehab program for this?