Just came back from Vegas, went to Internext and AEE. We didn’t display this year, but it was still quite the experience. All the hotels near the strip were booked,too sleazy for words,or charging 3x the normal rates. Not because of porn, but because of CES. I didn’t bring my laptop…no internet for days…it was hell.
I couldn’t believe the number of fans lining up for tickets so they could wait in other lines to get porn star autographs. Ron Jeremy was wandering around half out of it and needing a shower as usual…
Some people gave me a t-shirt that read “Jesus Loves Porn Stars” for a site called xxxchurch.com…they also had a 12 foot inflatable penis on display. Turns out they are an anti-porn site seeking to convert people in the industry. Really cool t-shirt though…
I’m happy to be out of there…I made the mistake of wearing heels the first day…my feet felt like stone after all the walking.
One thing I noticed outside of the show…
[size=150]Americans kick ass![/size] Every American I met went out of their way to be nice…i.e. we got lost driving around, and a guy we just met drove out of his way to our destination so we could follow him. There are so many examples of Americans being wonderful to us I can’t even list them all.
I love you big,friendly,calling me “honey”,“sweetie”,etc. Yanks. America is beautiful because of the people.
now i cant say that i’m right or wrong or know anything about you, but i can say the outstanding reason everyone was so nice to you was because you are probably some kind of good looking chick.
Thank you so much, OG! If I could give you a big hug right now,I would.
I mean, damn baby…I’ve had a rough couple of weeks. I’m walking around in these heeled boots with flared pants (because it makes your legs look like Julia Roberts’…) trying not to wince from pain, picking my f*ing sheds like a cat long hair out of my lipgloss, struggliing to breathe comfortably with wires digging under my boobs…recoiling from loud noises while figuring out who is worth exchanging cards with…exposed boobs,sex toys,20 foot high pictures …signs, labels,displays…egad…
By the end of the day, I just wanted to punch people at random. It’s true.
The Star Trek Experience at the Hilton was really cool, though…and a week of not cooking or cleaning was fabulous.
you should know i didnt mean any offence or critisizem. that sounds rough! i just dont understand how it all came about. your and my universes are so different,i could only begin to understand yours.
and do you think everyone would have been that helpfull if you were a man?
Eh…I just like the occasional w(h)ine. I’m nice to people,so they’re usually nice to me…the American guys were nice to my boyfriend as well, and I’m pretty sure they weren’t after his ass.
The guy asking me if I were “Russian” and how he thought he met me in Moscow while staring at my boobs, the guy bragging about how he started ESPN and flashing his alligator shoes,etc. were performing the human version of humping my leg…but the people being “good folk” were just nice and friendly. They’re probably nice to most people I suspect.
In philly we, in the last month or so, had TWO visiting porn models end up dead and one teenage escort overdose at some middle-class guy’s house.
So, naturally I got to thinking about you.
I feared that you forgot your safe word or something and ended up going down in a blaze of latex.
i suspected the only way that you would know that is via my e-mail,but the greater question here was:where you actually gunnu e-mail me and;why?
and yes i got the definition
Main Entry: 1dan·dy
Pronunciation: 'dan-dE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural dandies
1 : a man extremely interested in his clothing and personal appearance
2 : something excellent in its class
dan·dy·ish /-dE-ish/ adjective
also,in my culture,dandy can also mean extreme sarcasem is in"OMG are you ok???" (raises thumb about 20% of the way)“ohhh i’m dandy!”
(lies down and dies)
Good to be back. 