If you were thinking of seeing ‘The Last Exorcism’: don’t bother leaving the comfort of your home. Make some popcorn and dim the lights, because I’ve got my own freaky tale to tell. And it happened this weekend…
Whenever the subject of porn comes up with people, they always have a lot of questions. I get it. The final product is usually so slick and polished that the process to get to that point has to be questioned. What is it like on set? How long does it take to shoot a movie? Do you get to pick your co-stars? Who has been your favorite person to work with?
I really like that last question, because there are a handful of guys that I can name that really were my favorites to work with. What makes someone a favorite? Well, for me, there has to be chemistry. A guy can be hot as hell, but when the action starts, the fire isn’t always there. No one’s fault. Just a faulty connection. The face is really important too! Anyone can do steroids and lift weights, but for someone to have a face I’m attracted to is really the tipping point!
An attractive boyish face, dark features, a thick solid body, a kind person and someone who I get on with like a house on fire in bed… HELLO that’s the one for me, and his name is Filippo Romano!
The reason I’m bringing him up now is Filippo has made a transformation in his life. He’s expanded to be more than sex on film. Now he’s a DJ and he’s coming to Toronto for Labour Day Weekend to spin. DJ Phil Romano! His posters are up all over the village, and I walk by them everyday. And everyday I’m reminded of one of my favorite movies and one of my favorite co-stars! (truth is: I get a bone every time I see him)
I was hanging out with my buddy the other day and we were talking about old flames. Some names we couldn’t remember, some people we don’t talk to anymore and some guys who WERE lovers but who were now just good friends.
When the subject of one particular former lover came up, I asked if they ever fooled around anymore, to which my friend said, “No, no, no. We’re not like that. He’s like family to me now. We’re more like brothers. When I go over to his place, we watch movies and snuggle.”
A couple of days later, my brother was coming to town and I was chatting with another friend. He was asking me if I was close with my brother. I said “As close as brothers are I guess.”
When the topic of former lovers came up, I remembered the story from a couple of days ago and repeated it. That’s when my friend stopped me and said, “Wait, he said they’re like brothers? They’re so close they’re like brothers? What two brothers do you know snuggle together? Do you snuggle with your brother?”
The thought of it had us laughing hysterically. Funny the things we say in all seriousness that make absolutely no fucking sense at all!
It’s something you see other people doing all the time. It’s something movies are made about. It’s something society has expectations for everyone to do, except it’s not legal for everyone in every country. It’s something people put a lot of time and effort into. It’s something that brings families together. It’s something that can cost a lot of money. It’s something people do for love, or connections, or money, or power or all of the above. And it’s something I NEVER thought I’d do!
There are some decisions that we make that are life changing. Like the decision to have children or the decision to get married. And before making said decisions, people often take time to think it through. Is this a good decision for me? Am I ready for the commitment that is required? Back and forth they go, juggling the pros and cons, making lists and asking friends for advice.
A few nights ago, my fiance and I were dining with a good friend and photographer at one of our fav little eateries. We sipped on what the staff have dubbed the ‘Special Martinis’ that is a concoction invented for us and chatted away. Somewhere between the appetizers and the main course, the owner Mrs. Hue, also a friend, appears from the kitchen to say hi.
Her look, once drab and uninspired, looked fresh and bold. She had eyebrows! She never had had eyebrows before! Was that eyeliner? Wow, she was actually wearing make up for once! I wondered what the special occasion was.
Then we noticed a redness next to one eye and asked about it.
She explained, “Oh that. Well, I just came from my friend’s place. She just got a permanent makeup kit and needed to try it out on someone.”
Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaatttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!!!!!??????????
This is how I imagined the conversation in my head:
Riinggg Riinggg
Mrs. Hue “Hello?”
Friend “Oh good your still home.”
Mrs. Hue “Yes. I was just headed out the door to work.”
Friend “Well, since I caught you. I just received this bootleg permanent makeup kit in the mail from China and need to practice on someone since I can’t find the instructions.”
Mrs. Hue “Anything for you. I’ll be right over.”
When I asked if it hurt, she motioned to my tattooed forearm and asked “Did THAT hurt?” ”Yes.” ”Well, it’s the same process!”
Mrs. Hue DID NOT go home that night and wipe the makeup off her face. It had been tattooed to her face mere hours before working her shift. A decision she made THAT day!
I can’t decide if that makes her a good friend, an adventurous carefree person or INSANE!
I finally step out of my ‘box’ and try something radical with my hair… but now what?
On the heel of my previous post ‘I HEART VAMPIRES’ I have to tell you about a TRUE BLOOD party I went to!
So there I am enjoying $5 martinis on a Church St. patio, when my friend Tom walks in. We chat, and catch up on things. Then he drop the bomb. He tells me he’s having a TRUE BLOOD party!
“What is a TRUE BLOOD party?” I ask
“I found the TRU BLOOD drink! And we’re gonna try it!” He tells me
The questions came pouring out of me. I was fumbling over my words. I had trouble forming sentences. I was so excited.
“Where did you find it?, What does it look like, Do you have to refrigerate it?, Is is tomato juice?, What does it taste like?…sweet?…sour?”
Next thing I know I’m on the 51st story penthouse overlooking downtown Toronto watching people mix TRU BLOOD drinks with vodka!
I know you’re wondering so here is what’s in it:
The ‘blood type’ is O Positive and the flavour is Blood Orange. Ingredients: Carbonated water, sugar, sugar, sugar, acids, citrates, caffeine, sodium this, potassium that and colouring…. it’s NOT a health drink that’s for sure!
But check out the REALLY BIZARRE disclamier on the bottle: ”This bottle is not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease…” WTF!?
The tag line on the bottle is: ”Enliven yourself with this uniquely carbonated, slightly tart, lightly sweet blood orange drink.”
Delishious? No. An amazing novetly item? Absolutely!
Over the past couple of days drama surrounding the issues of barebacking and HIV disclosure have been raging on Twitter and in the porn blogs. Should someone be condemned for barebacking? Does anyone have the right to ‘out’ someone as HIV+?
The crimialization of HIV has been a widely discussed and passionate topic in Canada for over 5 years. In both the gay and straight communities, HIV+ people are being charged with crimes. CLICK FOR MORE
As guilt ridden self professed “victims” lay the blame on soemone else instead of taking responsibility for their actions. And the issues become more complex when you add the element of sex made very public in the form of porn stars.
So let’s stop and think hard about it in the specific instance raging on the porn gossip blogs:
If a stranger’s profile on Adam4Adam says is is HIV-, and you spread your bare ass for that person and catch something… who’s really to blame?
Do not blame or demonize others for “spreading disease”. The decisions YOU make with YOUR body are YOURS!
Take responsibility for YOUR OWN sexual helath, and your sexcapades will always have a happy ending!
Ronald Reagan is President of the United States. Lady Diana Spencer marries Charles, Prince of Wales. MTV debuts for the first time on TV. Kim Carnes’ “Betty Davis Eyes” reaches #1 on the music charts. And the first IBM PC is introduced.
The year is 1981!
Getting in shape is on everyone’s mind and working out at home is in vogue. Personal exercise equipment sales shoot through the roof and the demand for new improved products skyrocket. Thus the invention of the dynamic, leading edge, modern fitness equipment that is the ‘GET FIT! 200′ pictured below.
(If that is the GET FIT! 200… can you imagine what the 100 looked like… )
Like a revolving door, people come in and out of our lives. If we are lucky enough to really bond and grow close to a chosen few, then we are blessed with lifelong friendships. But most people will enter into your life, play the role that they play, and then through circumstances, exit and disappear into the dark recesses of our memories.
Those that fade from memory, leave no lasting impression. But there are others like Sarah Murray and Liberty Pitel whose legends live on.
Sarah Murray. What ever became of Sarah Murray? Is she happy? Did she find love? Where is she? What is she up to?
And what about Liberty Pitel? Fun loving, carefree, Liberty Pitel. Always up for a laugh. A good listener and a good friend.
Sometimes it’s better not to ask.