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The AVN Convention & Awards: I Came, I Saw, & I Came Some More

[The following is not necessarily safe for work...or eyeballs (it's epic, but well worth it). -Ed.]

I got back from Vegas on Sunday in the middle of the night. Since my last Vegas diary, I'd gone to the Fleshbot/Vivid Alt party, inhaled some substances, almost got married, played penny slots till dawn, went back to the Expo, attended the AVN Awards, got in a scuffle outside a fetish after-party, met two former Rock of Love contestants, got very drunk on red wine alone at Circle Bar in the Venetian, made out again at Grand Lux Cafe (apparently I love to love in that place), severely bruised my hips on the marble counter of my hotel room bathroom while getting pounded from behind, and then managed to catch my flight back home the next day, even though I was way late leaving for the airport. I think in those few days, I managed to sleep maybe five hours. Monday was the first time in days that I'd been stationary for an extended period of time, and really, it felt like I'd been hit by a car...and then had an episiotomy.

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Last Night I Boned An AVN Award Nominee

Yesterday was awesome, but last night I finally got to go to some parties. First was the Village Voice/Babeland party in a suite at the Venetian, and then a house party out in the desert somewhere, that promised to be a "stripper sideshow sex party." There was definitely a sideshow (more about that, and the dude on the left in a bit), but there were no strippers, and from what I could tell, no sex. Well, except for me fluffing this kid in the bathroom so that I could measure his peen with The Final Say. But we sorta got carried away and forgot all about that thing. My goal for the evening was to bang a porn star, and unfortch, that didn't happen. But this dude has an AVN Award nomination for Best Song in a Film (or whatever the formal title is), so I guess that's kinda close enough, for now. He ended up coming back to my hotel room with me, and lots of stuff went down...or up...or in and out. Whatever — let's start at the beginning... More »