I’m just not sure what to think about this. I mean… did we really need to know that the guy has an “alledged” thong fetish?
If that is what helped solve the case, well great. But how necessary was it to make that a feature of the story snippit?
To me this is just another example of how the media has lost it.
I don’t really know what else to say except…
While this is, to me, a serious problem with American media outlets… It’s also hilarious.
Oh crap, she was murdered. It’s not funny that she did, that she was kidnapped none of that.
What funny is that the guy had a thong fetish and ultimately, that’s what got him caught.
I wonder if all those people with crazy kinks like cellophane wrapping and feet sniffing are getting a good laugh at this guy.
Thong fetish? Laughable indeed. The fact that it is merely “alleged”, we get his full name (first, middle, last) and his job profession… Just so anyone questioning if this is the same thong lover that called out to them on the beach, can be certain that it is him.
And now back to the serious. CNN… do you really think it was you that caught this guy? Give the police some more credit, it wasn’t just the tip line that helped.
I got an email from Paul from Jestertunes.com saying he wanted to meet up at Pride. He has been a long time reader of my blog and I thought it would be totally fun to meet a reader.
I listened to Keith and the Girl (KATG) as I walked the walk from our hotel to the Bart and from the station to the Civic Center where all of the festivities were going on. For the longest time I was lost in the KATG episode instead of pride and it wasn’t until Paul called me that it really kicked in where I was haha.
Down there I bumped into a classmate from Santa Rosa Junior College who I met through an old friend, Chris. He’s another porn star (Turk Melrose) (wow, I know a lot of porn stars) and probably the best looking one I know, wink wink.
One thing I have noticed about the porn stars I know, they are all so nice. Like, the sweetest people you would ever meet. He was signing autographs and looking all sorts of busy so I didn’t hang around too much.
But while I was at his booth waiting for him to get a free moment, I found a couple of DVD’s of an old flame (haha) and a flier for their company, Pornteam.com, which used the same stock photography I purchased for the Megaplex site I made. I found that pretty funny.
Then off to another booth. I was approached a few times for kisses and handed condoms and lube from a few people… Oh Pride how I love you.
Met Paul and his crew at the Smirnoff booth. What fun people these guys were! We shamelessly judged and drooled over guys and had just a gay ‘ol time.
Then there was of course, the weird (even more weird than the above Gay Zombie)
After a while we decided to make a bee line for some dinner. Every year they get Thai food after the festivities.
On the way to Thai we bumped into Nick Starr. Fun guy. He propositioned me a few more times (hehe) and we took a few pictures together, Paul, Nick and Justin: Internet Whores.
I just had a cup of really yummy soup at Zen Yai Thai since I was waiting to eat my real meal with Ryan.
We bumped into some more porn stars (damn, lucky us) and haggled them on a DVD. Went from $25 to $10 to $5 to $7 + and ass grab. It was fun, he was cute (on the left).
We hung out there for a good long time, before I went back to the hotel where, despite our plans for authentic Thai, we ended up crashing the rest of the night. Still, it was a lot of fun, and meeting some readers was awesome too.
The night began and ended at the same place. Nick Starr called us up and told us to meet him in the Castro at a particular address. Knowing the area a bit, I realized quite quickly that we weren’t going to a club, no businesses exist past 600 Castro…
Ryan and I make it down Castro and are searching for the address Nick txt’d me when someone calls from a window inviting us into the house.
It turns out it is the very house where we are supposed to be meeting Nick. We glide up the stairs and into the house meeting some wonderfully friendly and fabulous people. Of the first we met was Skye, pictured to the left. Skye (with an E) work for Southwest Airlines and lives in San Francisco. He was a whole lot of fun.
Ryan and I helped ourselves to the free booze in the kitchen keeping them strong and keeping them coming!
The person who welcomed us into his home was Adam. He is pictured below sitting with Brent Corrigan (aka Sean Paul Lockhart), who is my favorite porn star… Seriously, he is beautiful. Also, a wonderfully fun and friendly person. We talked about his new, legitimate, movie and other random things. He’s smart, capabile, funny and adorable (read, hot).
Sean Paul Lockhart or Brent Corrigan ( brought in a few of his porn star friends, which are always welcomed, but really didn’t help the party… Let me explain. Everyone there was pretty darn hot, some of them were sinfully so. It was enough to make you insta-anorexic-workout-addict. Damn girl.
Speaking of porn stars, these two guys certainly have a future in the business, if only they weren’t so camera shy, or rather, so damn bitchy. Cool it boys, and why don’t you get a room? I swear the couch had a wet spot once they finally peeled themselves off. Cute/hot but the attitude has got to go.
So we hung out, drank, chatted, had a fabulous time. I didn’t take many pictures though, felt kinda weird doing it in someone else’s home and with all the porn actors, it felt like maybe I was taking pictures of them and not of the fun times? Hmm, not sure. Adam took a ton of pictures, wish I had his memory card haha.
The highlight of the evening had to be meeting these two guys. Tyler and Sean. Tyler is a graphic designer and Sean is a graphical user interface creater… GUI-C. They have been together for three years through the whole long distance thing and now live in San Francisco together.
Basically they are just awesome guys and when/if Ryan and I move here, we will have to hang out with these two guys. After about an hour of talking with each other, we were fast friends. I’m pretty sure living in San Francisco and having friends like these two… we’d be living life famously.
After a while we decided it was time for the obligatory Myspace photo.
The party ended at 2:30 and Ryan and I found ourselves walking home around 3:00 until I caught us a cab for the rest of the cold, long walk home.
I hate that I didn’t take more pictures. All the people there were so nice and fun, we had Marc (with a C) and his friend, and another Sean and a Mark and three Johns (Jons?) and… the list goes on. It sure was a fun fun night.
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