I can't keep this violent pace...

A very mild picture from the VIP room.


I have no idea who is holding the boom...


It’s the A.M.
Off to the audition in San Francisco.
But yesterday.
A porn party in LA with K.B. and his cronies.
If we want in X-rating with this doc we could now have it.
It was an incredible long day that began with various coverage of Gil and Dave arguing with Myles in New York about the casting personal.
Then off to the Writers Guild of America to interview Daniel Petri Jr., Union President, West.
He’s been embroiled with Union issues directly relating to the writing on Reality Shows.
Twelve writer’s just filed lawsuits against ABC, CBS, WB and others claiming that the employees were to falsify time cards, failed to pay overtime and routinely required the writers to work 12 hours a day or more.
I’m not going to go into this.
Check out the guild website, if you really want details…
Anyway, Daniel was a great guy.
Loved that he, “Hates pitching with a passion that burns! Because I suck at it!”
But…
Into the evening at hand.
Hound-dog tired.
Perry and I arrive at a restaurant/bar called 310 in Santa Monica at around 9pm with a car full of gear and painfully empty stomachs.
K.B. meets us, hugs us, introduces us to members of The Digital Underground, other webmasters of various websites.
Also meet his brother D-Money.
Back in the VIP lounge we set up our gear and what arrives, courtesy of K.B., are two wonderful meals for set down upon this table with illuminated, various colored squares.
“Wow! Thanks,” I say.
‘Yeah,” says, K.B., “Last week we shot four women eating each other out right on this table. Bon Appétit!”
Too hungry not to eat.
I end up eating Perry’s meal, too.
Dave and Gil arrive.
Dave, is his tweed sports coat, looks hilarious juxtaposed against the rappers, grungy webmasters and partially clad talent of adult entertainment world.
Meet a guy who calls himself Will Powers.
I’m talent he says.
Nice guy...
Introduces me to his girlfriend, 19, from Kentucky.
New to the biz, she says.
Then it happens.
As soon as the camera goes on the clothes come off.
We’re in the back room with the Digital Underground guys, Gil and Dave, K.B., D-money…
And this girl just takes off her clothes and starts moving around bending and writhing on the table.
Now. Pretty tame…
Until I notice that she has a tampon string dangling there.
I start laughing so hard I almost hit one of the Digital Underground guys in the head with the boom pole.
Perry looks to me… “What’s going on?”
“I don’t know,” I say, “But we have an X-rating if we want it…”
I immediately get a Jack on the rocks.
And then another…
Etc…
Perry has to drive home.
Where we arrive at 4 a.m.
Up at 6 a.m. drive over to Fox where we interview David Lyle.
Here’s another example of a person in the industry who doesn’t care what people think of him.
It makes his answers so honest.
It’s so refreshing.
I almost vomit at the end of the interview.