Today is the last day of September, which means I have successfully blogged for 273 consecutive days without fail since January 1. I am still alive, working, and haven't been beaten up by someone who has taken offense to something I have written (a very real possibility these days....lol).
I finished this month with 18 scenes done, which is more than my goal of 15, and considering I took the first 10 days off in Japan, I can live with 18 scenes in 20 days. Last year, I only did 13 scenes in September because I was in London for 2 weeks. So I am ahead of the game. Okay, let's do some number crunching just for the fuck of it.
Last year I did 281 scenes total. Through 9 months this year, I have done 220 scenes. So I only need to do 61 scenes in 3 months to surpass my scene total from last year. No problemo!
Last year in October I broke my record for scenes in a month (36) and money earned in a month (19600). Considering my trip and the current industry climate, there is no way on earth I get anywhere close to that this month. My goal for the month is going to be 21 scenes. Let's see if I get there.
My affiliate checks total for the year is $2,155.69, which is $239.52 per month, so this blog is paying my health insurance and cable bill each month. Not too shabby! Thanks again to anyone who purchased some sort of membership to some sort of site throughout the year. I appreciate it a lot. Special thanks to Meatcash (Fucked up Handjobs and Fucked Up Facials) which accounts for the bulk of my checks.
My call time today was 11am, and I was bound and determined to make it there on time or even early! But after stopping at the post office to pick up my new kicks.....check em out!, I STILL was 7 minutes late to set. Damn.
Of course when I arrived, the first scene had just finished the hardcore stills and hadn't even begun to shoot the video. So I was looking at a solid hour at least before they needed me. Good times.
Oh and fellow nerd gamer alert....the director today, Eric Masterson, was wearing a Rogue class Warcraft shirt! Bonus!
Holy shit, the first scene was Ginger Lynn and Mikey Butders (the star of The Real Workout)! Ginger Lynn for My Friend's Hot Mom! I first met Ginger about 2-3 years ago when I was shooting a scene at her home, put two and two together, and suddenly became a super fanboy, much like I act around Dyanna Lauren. We hit it off immediately, because we are both pretty kinky, dirty people. I love it and I love her!
I haven't seen her in a long time, and I know she is currently dating Mark Davis, who is a great guy and someone who I admire in this business. Ginger looked better than ever today.....I am EXTREMELY jealous of Mikey......that little punk!
Back to my scene today. When Naughty America originally booked the scene, they took me that they weren't sure if the girl could pull off a POV scene, because she was brand new. When the girl showed up on set however, the production assistant was reading her model release to her. You heard that correct, folks....reading her model release to her. Turns out, she is illiterate and can not read at all. Which is a definite red flag wouldn't you say? Then as she introduces herself.......
She was a pretty girl, there is no doubt, and someone I would most probably (definitely) bang in real life. But she couldn't talk. And when I say that she couldn't talk, I don't mean literally, I mean she sounded like Marlee Matlin (who don't get me wrong, I would bang in a heartbeat). This, my friends.....is no bueno.
Especially because the scene is POV style for Housewife 1-on-1, in which the entire scene is strictly the girl talking to the camera. And this girl sounds like she just returned from the dentist after getting all her wisdom teeth yanked out. I felt badly for the girl, because she is going to get sent home from quite a few shoots. But as for today, now they needed to find a replacement, and pronto.
It's really awkward when a girl is sent home from a set. It's only happened to me a handful of times, and usually it's because they have a staph infection somewhere, or their test is expired (lame), or in rare cases, the girl gets in a fight with the producer, director, or crew. Or in Sophia Lynn's case, she gets a call from her lawyer telling her she just lost custody of her child. That was not good times. Picture a bawling Sophia Lynn trying to convince the director that she still wants to shoot the scene. Oh yeah, I am REALLY turned on right now.
So as they looked for a replacement, I did what I do best in life........pass out and sleep soundly. Ben, the still photographer, snapped a glorious shot of me in full REM state, mouth open, a little bit of drool waiting to make an appearance. Nice. By the way, while 90 percent of America is working at their offices or cubicles, this is what I am doing.........
I awoke sometime around 2pm. Kevin at Type 9 Models had come through with a girl for the scene......Rhiannon Alize. Now astute readers will recognize that name from an earlier blog entry on August 13th, where I was booked with her for Lethal Hardcore until Type 9 Models called the director and told him that Rhiannon wouldn't work with me. So they had to cancel me and I lost out on my scene rate for that day.
So when Rhiannon showed up today, I immediately asked her what changed in less than 2 months. She looked at me like I had 6 heads and asked what I was talking about. I told her that she cancelled me off a scene a few months prior. She said, I have never heard of you, and I don't have a no list, as long as your test is good, I could care less. Are you fucking kidding me? I knew it. Type 9 Models used to employ a dude named Pete, who was a civilian prior to working there. Like any civilian thrust into this business, he immediately started banging anything that moved. And like any civilian, he immediately began telling girls that I was gross, diseased, and dangerous. Additionally, he started cancelling me on any scene with girls that he was either banging, or wanted to bang, all without their knowledge of course.
Thank goodness Kevin fired that douchebag, and I will say this, if I ever see that dude anywhere, we are going to have some strongly worded statements. Don't take food off my table so you can get your dick wet.
Back to Rhiannon Alize. She is 27, from Georgia but currently lives in Ft. Worth, Texas. Yeehaw! That's what I'm talking about! She reminds me of the bumper sticker "I'm not from Texas, but I got here as fast as I could!". She is divorced with two children.....how do I know this? Because she has their picture tattooed on her leg!
Rhiannon is a very sexy girl. I love her eyes. She has only done about 15 scenes, but she was a real pro at the POV genre. She kept talking dirty and looking into the camera, and fucking and sucking....it was great! The only problem came when we were in cowgirl and reverse cowgirl. Apparently she has a bad hip and it pops out sometimes.....I guess those positions were causing it to flare up a bit.
Ben also snapped one of my favorite on set hardcore pics ever......I love it!
Again, I want to stress what a great looking girl and wonderful performer she is. I was very impressed, I do the Housewife 1-on-1 scenes almost weekly, and she was much better than average. I think people will really like this scene.
After the scene, since the room we shot in was about 1000 degrees with no air conditioning, we hopped into the icy pool and it felt great! Plus I could take a few pool pics of her. I love the pool pics.
Great scene, great girl, good day. It was past 5pm when I finally left set. Yeah, gonzo scenes are A LOT shorter than features. lol. I headed back towards home, dropped my laundry off, had a turkey sandwich and some milk, and then napped while I tanned.
By the time I hit the gym, it was close to 8pm and I was not feeling charged up. But, I promised myself I am going to rededicate myself to the gym, and tonight was not going to be an exception. I cycled 60 minutes, lifted chest and triceps, and hit the pool. I had a minor headache, which was probably caused from taking 2 hydroxycuts and drinking a sugar free red bull before my workout. That wasn't very smart. I only swam a few hundred meters before I gave up and hit the whirlpool. My friends, the whirlpool is a little slice of heaven after a long workout.
Here is something you only see in California. I have been to many gyms in many cities in many countries, but this was the first time I had ever seen a gym with pick-up volleyball games. Pick-up basketball games are everywhere, but volleyball? Craziness.
By now it was 11pm, and I headed for home for a nice shower, some relaxation time playing with the hedgehogs, and cleaning up my casa for Harmony Bliss' arrival tomorrow.
I feel good about the month of September, there were highs and lows, peaks and valleys, but how can you call it a bad month when I got to hold my precious little niece in my arms?
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