Fucking Knockin em down with these posts, I found the whole experience surreal and basically remember 3 things, in no particular order:

1) Hailey Young, Christie Lee and Gia J....everyone else was just random porn chicks, hot but otherwise as blah as oatmeal thats been sitting for 1/2 an hour.

2) The cool, down to earth atmosphere of the JM booth. It was an oasis in the middle of all that other....um....stuff. You people are really cool...

3) My AVN Awards memory was getting caught in the crush of crowd and running the gauntlet. I had ignored Jeff's warnings and advice, and hung back, drinking and hoping Christie could find a ticket. So when I got in line I am sitting and everyone else is squished around me like a crowd escaping a burning building...or trying to get into a porn awards show.

I almost took off one super plastic bimbo's long dress. she was in front of me, dress on the floor trailing her by about 3 feet and I wheeled too close and got it under my wheel. I didnt notice until someone behind me pulled me back, and I said "Shit, sorry about that" (translation 'Shit, if I had fucking noticed a second sooner I would have locked my brakes and took the fucking thing right off her...now that would have been a photo op worthy of the 1,213 cameras there."

Right after the dress incident, still in line, I notice off to my right Randi Wright (all 3 of her) and her mom. I hear Randi say "Ohh look he gets to sit.." wtf? I was about to say something when screaming erupted in front and I figured it was either Cytherea having a gran mal or Pamela Peaks taking off her hood...


Other thoughts...GAYVN needs to be roped off from the main show...like a Maginot Line type barrier that is done properly. The Naughty America Booth was pretty hot, hot girls and the fake houses with beds for fans to take pics on with the girls was pretty innovative for this type of event. Likewise, the smash pictures booth, with a couch for chicks like Delilah strong to take pics with the fans was cool, there was a line of pervs 20 deep at all times when Delilah was contorting on the couch with one fan at a time.

Meeting Luke finally was a gas, also Grant Michaels and his super hot girlfriend, Vic Thomas, Monstar and oh yeah, Melissa Lauren looked cute the whole time. I am not so afraid of her anymore, I may actually be more evil than her.


Again it is surreal when you meet some of these chicks in person (the ones who you have never met or spoken with before, even online.) If you only know them from a porn scene, you brain can't help but wander into fucked up thoughts like "There's the chick who took five in the ass & drank it..." But you have to resisit that thought and squash it as soon as it comes up, otherwise you wind up like 99.8% of the fanboys there snapping pictures of everything except the chick's nostrils.

Now I can get back to being an intellectual shithead, having satisfied my curiosity and lurid interest for the time being.

Again, everyone should thank Willie for going and being able to relate this stuff in such vivid, and entertaining detail. And yes, I do owe the bastard quite a bit....

Hey props to all of you guys. I have had a wonderful time reading the AEE threads.

Was there an XPT Moderator named "Da Burglar" at the show? Huh...


Seriously...next year I'm coming in a cripple sleigh, my feet are fucking killing me.

True story...after finally getting some actual sleep, I go over to Fry's for some food. I've still got all the same shit on, all the passes and tickets and free pown offers jammed into my pockets. One of my neighbors is walking out of the store. We meet in front of a table of... people collecting signatures for the Jenna referendum. I'm tired and kind of pissed at seeing this. My neighbor starts asking about the whole thing. Same vanilla answer they always give out. My neighbor has led a bit of a sheltered life, but he's cool and minds the crease well for our hockey club.

This girl is getting somewhat more persistent...and I'm getting more pissed off. I've got pasta and a bottle of merlot on my brain...not this whore. Finally I snapped and said, "Why should I sign this? Jenna Jameson is the most blown-out whore west of the Rockies."

Somwhat patronizingly, she replies, "Now you don't mean that. You don't even know her."

"Do you?" I ask. She says she does.

"I met her this weekend at the trade show in Vegas," I snapped (I know...white lies). The girl looks a bit confused. "You know...the one where your owner is...the PORN CONVENTION? She's an overhyped sack of fake body parts." My neighbor is stupefied. I'm not sure he's ever heard those words in that order before.

On the way out of the store. I photocopied my badge, wrote "XPT wants you back, you skank!" And handed it to the girl, asking her to "relay" it. I don't think she will, but it felt really good.

Almost as good as getting to do my "daily workout" with Denise Austin for the first time in 3 days. I thought I broke something...

Side note---they are over 1,200 names short of getting Jenna' stupid idea on the ballot, not including the 1/3 extra buffer to account for unregistered voters, non-residents, etc. Jenna's big dream is gonna fade quicker than Jersey Jaxin's self-respect.

Yeah, good job to all of you weekend warriors who brought it to us live! Much appreciated.
*I hope Jenna gets her club, but since I won't ever go, I'll just say "whateva".

Willie, what Fry's were you at?

Random, that was killer. Its stuff like that that keeps me coming back.

No way! Bob 'It was a group grope' Crane.

Willie, after you left, ppl working at my booth asked why I leaped up to give you a hug and not everyone else. Because physical contact is given out at my discretion- that's why. That's the other reason why I dressed sexy/classy and more on the fully clothed side except for a few hours on Saturday. It discourages random guys just there to put their arm around any porn girl living and breathing..