Can anyone tell me when women started making out with each other in bars, you know, as part of a normal evening? I can only remember it happening everywhere I looked no more than five years ago. Prior to that, of course, I wasn't old enough to go to bars... also, are there bars in America where this does not happen? My guess would be Irish bars and cantinas on reservations.

Anyway, the idea behind this new Hustler film is that each scene begins with two girls going at it before a man shows up to show them how it's done change the scenery.

2wice as Nice stars Jenna Presley, Lacie Heart, Sierra Sin, Joanna Angel, Angela Stone, Jenaveve Jolie, and Franchezca Valentina.

This is the first film with Joanna Angel in it that I haven't received 12,000 e-mails for. I wonder if her career is on the wane?

Previously: Farrah forges major mainstream crossover; Taylor Rain goes gentle into that good night
See also: Hustler

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 28, 2006 | 1 Comments Links to this post

We were well pleased when we learned that the genteel Carmen Hart, whom we met at a shoot in a warehouse, had won Miss Nude 2006.

That the title came from a field of 13 at a strip club in St. Joseph, MO is also no small feat. The thing is that I could not win Miss Nude 2006 anywhere no matter how many times I broke into the database and futzed with the votes.

Carmen Hart has a slight southern accent and her unassuming charm put this driver to sleep even before craft services came. That she can so easily toss aside the lemonade-drinking, tobacco rolling, front-porch sitting, whittling ways of her home state, North Carolina, to grind her way to Nude stardom and delight her new handlers at Wicked Pictures is a great accomplishment.

Previously: Carmen Hart, Carmen Luvana, and Sunny Lane agree that driving to Gram's house and bringing him some steaks would probably be a good idea.
See also: Wicked Pictures, Carmen Hart

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 28, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

I like the cartoon droplets emerging from Nadia Styles in this picture from Oops! I Gushed Again; I only miss the anvil and the little birds flying around her head, or Robin declaring "Holy false female ejaculation, Batman!"

I think it is time for the porn world to take some responsibility for its actions, however. When one watches Cytherea drink gallons of water and then squirt enough to fill a pool full of sex koi, it would be bad form for her to say it was an accident.

Why Nadia and Tiana Lynn (in a porn-posthumous scene), among others, try to make us think their squirting was a mistake is an insult to the intelligence that drives us to Del Taco three times a day where we pay with a debit card. These ladies should own their squirting and revel in it the way the unfortunate cameraman does.

Previously: Are we our boxcovers, ourselves?; Sophie Dee caught unawares
See also: Maximum Xposure

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 28, 2006 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Another awards show has been bestowed on a grateful, clamoring public.

The FAME (Fans of Adult Media and Entertainment, because God knows the media aren't entertaining, right?) awards will be launched this June 24 at the Erotica L.A. convention.

I'm hoping the FAME awards can inspire a new convention of their own, and then there can be a convention of awards-granting organizations, and then awards can be granted to the best convention.

Sponsors of the event include Adam & Eve, Genesis Magazine, and AVN.

While AVN's own awards were never represented as fan-based, I don't understand why the company would want to draw a distinction between its editors, who decide on the January AVN awards, and porn consumers. Any difference in who gets an award emphasizes AVN being out of touch with the porn-buying public.

Because we race cars together, I asked AVN president Paul Fishbein about overlap and how these awards would offer something new.

"The categories will be for the most part different," he said. "It's more of a fan mentality. So we will have categories like Best Tits and Best Ass, Hottest This or Hottest That."

"Adam & Eve is sponsoring these awards in order to give the fans of adult movies and entertainment a real voice to tell the industry what they like best," said A&E vice president Bob Christian. "Other awards use industry insiders to determine winners — F.A.M.E. listens to the real consumers and users of the products."

"You got big dreams? You want FAME?" Debbie Allen asked. "Well, FAME costs. And right here is where you start paying--in sweat."

You, the porn-buying public, can nominate films on FAME's website until the Ides of March.

Previously: Awards-minting scheme; AVN wrap-up
See also: The FAME Awards; Adam & Eve

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 28, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Some of my best friends are strippers and will often gather at Gram Ponante Towers and Aviary to have pillow fights, replenish their oils at my melon body spray fountain, get re-glittered with my patented industrial speckle hose, and debate the merits of giving lap dances to the music of They Might Be Giants.

Both Shy Love, to whom I suggested "Lose the Steve Tyler hat", and Lacie Heart, whom I taught Latin, will be dancing in the area soon.

Love will employ (American) hot wax and dominance techniques to present an "interactive" show at Van Nuys' Spearmint Rhino from March 9-11.

"I love meeting my fans," Love did not say. "They really turn me on."

New Vivid girl and Atomic Vixen Lacie Heart will be at Van Nuys' Rouge from March 2 through 4.

"I love meeting my fans," Heart did not say. "They really turn me on."

With the recent spate of feature dance appearances for L.A. Direct Models at Rouge, the company has become the official feature booker of the club. This must come as a terrible blow to Showgirl Media. I predict a clash of the titans.

Previously: Hallo, Space Vixen; Strippers go to Hell
See also: L.A. Direct Models, Spearmint Rhino, Rouge, Buy your own stripper pole

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 28, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

It's kind of important that if your movie is set in a bygone era, you try to approximate that era in your film.

If the adult industry were just about hot adults having sex, then the industry would be called Hot Adults Having Sex (in the same no-nonsense way Turkey has re-titled Brokeback Mountain "Faggot Cowboys"). And I'm not fooling myself that the story or the dialogue is all that important, but if someone's going to take the risk and write a story, they'd better be prepared to not leave holes in it.

Read a review of VCA's Dirty Movie here.

Previously: City of Ass Fukt
See also: VCA

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, February 27, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Digital Playground's Jesse Jane: All American Girl has JJ involved in traditional Chinese sports like paddleball and fellatio. Director Celeste eschews dialogue for Playboy-style music/video sequences that don't require subtitles.

We even hear an original power ballad from DP editor Joey "Inches" Pulgadas.

See the review here.

Previously: Jesse Jane loves it when a plan comes together; Jesse Jane: inappropriate
See also: Digital Playground

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, February 27, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Even when I, Gram Ponante, am at leisure, I am working hard for you.

This weekend I attended Carnaval in Ensenada with my attorney, Duke Santos, and two juero associates, Karl Kash and Jose Fellatiano. There are several things it is important I not print, but the quote of the weekend was:

"My beer goggles don't go up to Pacoima."

Two cruise boats were docked in the harbor and dwarfed the town for several hours each day, disgorging thousands of Americans with fake boobs and dyed blonde hair (the ladies) and goatees and self-conscious "I should get a tattoo - what should I get?" tattoos (the fellas) who proceeded to go to exactly one bar, Papas & Beer, and transform it into Orange County South.

I promise I was not in business mode, but I had a card with me, so I flashed it and entered a wet t-shirt contest staging area. All the cruise ship ladies were, without any encouragement save a whiff of dollar beers and some Koreans with camera phones, nearly naked. The wet t-shirt contest never happened; they all just stood up on a table and tore into each other.

One of the women manages AAA's car insurance programs for a chapter in Southern California.

"I become a different person when I cross the border," she breathed.

"A drunk, sweaty person with makeup on your nipples," I said, wiping Dos Equis condensation off my crystal spectacles.

If you are a man in your fifties with a whistle and would like to feel women up, you have a job waiting for you at this place.

I saw few Americans anywhere else, aside from two drunk 40-ish blondes from Oxnard at a more traditional bar across the street.

"I bet you're from Oxnard," I said to one as she fell off her chair.

"How did you know I was from Oxnard?" she asked.

"You remind me a of a field of ripe raisins," I said. I was drunk.

"She thinks you're a wizard," her friend said.

I was happy to get away from the gringo tourists only because I can see this behavior on any weekend here at home. Speaking bad Spanish to taco vendors and bartenders was a lot more fun for me.

A Mexican crack whore accosted me on the street.

"I want to see it," she kept saying.

"I don't want to show it to you," I kept trying to say.

I asked my lawyer the Spanish word for Crack Whore.

"Puta," he said.

"Just 'puta'?" I asked.

"It's the way you say it," he said. (You have to say it the way people from New Jersey say "hoo-er".)

So that I could justify a write-off I walked into the adult store "Fantasias Intimatas" (the sign read in Spanish that no students in uniforms were allowed, probably for fear that customers would think the boxcover talent was making an appearance).

There were two rooms full of dusty toys from extinct novelty companies and a lot of VHS tapes from Legend and the like, all priced at about 30 bucks.

"Tienes DVDs?" I asked.

"Oh, si," the cashier replied, and took out exactly nine DVDs, all compilations.

As Ensenada is a tourist town, there were a lot of Oaxacan vendors with children and gum in tow. It was explained to me that the indigenous beggars are made to look more pathetic, are assigned children to lug around, and are provided with hammocks, beads, and gum to sell. Signs posted around the tourist areas said not to buy things from them, that the people were imported by businessmen and that feeding the business continues the abuse. That these signs were in windows of stores that sold similar tourist crap was confusing.

In any case, I got an idea: Oaxookers. Smaller than regular hookers, Oaxookers would provide the spinner experience even for much shorter men. We could make t-shirts reading "See the underside of NAFTA".

I ate: nine tacos, six empanadas, three hot dogs wrapped in bacon. I drank: 21 margaritas. I heard "Quieres sexo?": four times.

On the road through Tijuana, I saw a sign for a different House of "Pies". Everything is better down there.

posted by Gram the Man at Monday, February 27, 2006 | 2 Comments Links to this post

Savanna Samson has been described as having great legs and isn't too fruity. Just one swirl will reveal her opulence. While not as full-bodied as I like them, Samson is definitely not the dregs, and her bouquet is mesmerizing and transcendent.

Vivid is increasing their odd product affiliations that now include rims and cosmetics with a Samson-endorsed wine. The company would have you believe that Ms. Samson became a vintner last year in collaboration with Italian wine maker Roberto Cipresso.

"Ms. Samson and Mr. Cipresso will introduce 'Vintage Sogno Uno 2004', the first Savanna Wine, at a Venetian carnivale themed party filled with food, wine and mystery," say Samson's representatives, not adding that the mystery involves a cork one must suck off.

The event goes down Monday at New York's La Masseria Restaurant on 48th Street between 8th and Broadway.

Our east coast friends say that, unlike rims and cosmetics, Vivid wine might actually reflect the endorser's personality. "The difference is that Savanna has passion for wine," our associate said.

A review in Decanter indicates that the wine is the real thing, as is Cipresso. It is a "blend of 70% Cesanese, 20% Sangiovese and 10% Montepulciano," the review notes, adding that Samson knows her stuff, in addition to her yellow Ferraris.

"If it made the wine list at Daniel," said Mallcom's Steve Javors, who drinks like a fish, "it's got to be good."

Previously: The Devil went down to Jenna; Vivid-steve launched
See also: Vivid; Zachy's; Porn star releases quality wine

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, February 24, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Today your narrator will travel south to attend Carnaval in Ensenada, which is known for a tenth of the debauchery but none of the trannies of Carnaval in Rio.

So often we in Porn Valley forget that adult entertainment exists in places other than here. That is why I look forward to visiting the Long Beach Porn Aquarium, the Yorba Linda Cum-Swapping Depository, the Fisting Gardens of San Diego, Tijuana's Galleria de Penetrado Doble, Las Chochas de Rosarita, and of course to eating some fish tacos on my trip.

Pity I will not be in Tawny's Navigator.

Previously: Have you ever been in a Mexican jail?

posted by Gram the Man at Friday, February 24, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Joanna Angel is a study in contrasts. Is she an Orthodox Jew, or is she a new-age Kabbalist? If she is a New Yorker, why does she spend so much time in L.A.? Why does she wear a pink bikini with a green microskirt?

At her Hustler Hollywood appearance tonight, she was spot-lit and at the center of a packed room. "She looks like an angel," wept erstwhile labelmate Eon McKai. "She is selling the (steveporn) lifestyle one unit at a time."

Angel was signing copies of Neu Wave Hookers as well as Joanna's Angels. The latter's sequel comes out early morning, April 4.

As you well know, I have always been concerned about the effect Joanna's bicoastal nature has had on her healthy eating habits. At the Rainbow Room following the signing (we were whisked away in a limo) she ordered a grilled cheese sandwich with a tomato and a Diet Coke.

Speaking of erstwhile, Jack the Zipper was there to lend trendy, edgy, east coast-y support. You know the only thing these people actually have in common? Alaska.

Angel was amazed at how many fans were there.

I asked what effect my web site had had on her success and sexual ripeness.

"You have always been good at making sure my fame didn't get in the way of my eating habits," she said.

GramPonante.com cub reporter and Vivid taskmaster Eon McKai helped a great deal with this report.

Previously: Angel dislikes broccoli; Porn star diets
See also: VCA, Burning Angel

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 1 Comments Links to this post

Tawny Roberts (or someone who wants you to believe she's Tawny Roberts) proved the Internet works by selling her Lincoln Navigator on ebay.

For the one $28k bidder, the winner got the title AND a dinner at a location of the bidder's choice, including Roberts' house, which was not for sale.

The auction went up on February 17 and closed yesterday.

The message was clear: the winner did not buy an ordinary car - "dinoucia" bought one in which famous asses have sat.

"This vehicle has only been owned by Tawny Roberts and has accompanied her to the AVN Awards show and driven everyone around including Briana Banks, Devon, Lexie Marie and Jessica Jaymes," the ad reads. Forget about the "4 wheel drive, Touch Screen DVD Navigation, DVD Entertainment, Rear monitor in rear view mirror, Heated/Cooling Seats, Automatic fold down third row, Leather seats, Cruise Control, 6 Disc in dash CD changer."

How much would it have cost to just have Tawny be my chauffeur?

The Kelly Blue Book rate for a private party sale of this vehicle is $25,595, so here's hoping that Roberts cooked a $2,400 dinner.

In any case, I haven't been this excited since I drove Missy Monroe's Mustang to get beer.

Thanks to Dependable Skeleton for the link.

Previously: No, I'm not selling my porn empire on ebay
See also: Tawny's Navigator

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 5 Comments Links to this post

I think I might be going to Hell.

When I was growing up in the Holy Roman Empire, the nuns would often show us kids optical illusions with either Jesus the Guy or Jesus the Product-Moving Name hidden within. The students who couldn't spot the Messiah were looked at askance and ominously.

I was surprised, then, to not see Lexington Steele's be-mirrorshaded face staring off of the boxcover of Fresh Out the Box 3, the latest release from Mercenary's newbie line, directed by Tina Tyler. Usually Lex can be seen in most Mercenary titles, gazing Sphinx-like at the consumer or at the boxcover model. Not this time.

To keep the nation from despairing, I have restored the face of Lex to this title, which also features Nikki Hilton, Tanya, Janet Nasty, Gianna, Bambi Brown, and Devon Lee.

Previously: What is Lex thinking?; The re-imagining of Lexington Steele; "VHS is a joke"; The web is a cruel mistress; Camera Porn, Tina Tyler refuses to stop being hot II
See also: Mercenary Pictures

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Colossal Entertainment has released Bitches in Heat 3, starring once-again brown-haired Missy Monroe, Julie Night, Angela Stone, Tiffany Taylor, and Sasha.

A quick survey of the bitch pens here at Gram Ponante Towers and Aviary returned the news that jewelry including claddagh rings, strings of pearls, and even cubic zirconia were indeed on the menu for today's bitch.

Remember: how you choose to use this information reflects on society.

Previously: The good, the bad, and the bossy; Salad and Lutherans; Day rate plus anal
See also: Colossal Entertainment

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Articles like this appear, and people like me reprint them. I feel compelled to do it, even as something inside - perhaps a voice that I am trying to kill with Jagermeister and runaways - tells me to stop, Daddy, stop.

Note to self: kill little voice.

Luther "Uncle Luke" Campbell, he of 2 Live Crew fame, is angry that his genius has gone unrecognized in the music industry so he is lashing out by joining porn full time.

Campbell told AllHipHop (an excellent site, by the way, full of surprising nutrients) that his latest audiobook, "My Life And Freaky Times", would be his last musical endeavor and that he would soon launch an adult magazine and film company, as yet unnamed by his handlers.

As the official spokesman of the adult industry, I say Welcome, Luke. To keep the community balanced, however, I am going to have to add someone else who isn't joining the industry due to bitterness against another one.

Previously: That dick stays in the picture; Kurupt makes entertainment industry look tawdry; A man called Necro
See also: Luke says he is retiring from rap

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Like you, I am a fan of that Sativa Rose, so even the triskadekaphobic among you should check out the trailer for the 13th installment of Jack's Teen America.

JTA13, as we call it in the pharmaceutical industry, also stars pertly-coiffed Claire Robbins, Jasmine Byrne, Jamie Huxley, and Bianca Pureheart doing wholly unnatural things that don't live up to the family name.

Previously: My First Porn, my ass; Jack's Teen America and the mentally ill; You're not the boss of me
See also: Jack's Teen America Mission 13 trailer

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

A story in this morning's XBiz about Jenna Jameson marrying Sumner Redstone or something made the woman named to Playboy's 25 Sexiest Celebrities appear like she spent her days mining mithril in Khelad-zarum.

A spokesperson for the scrappy industry-leading trade publication would only not say that nine rings were given to the dwarf lords in their halls of stone.

A U.N. Human Rights team was again dispatched to XBiz' Wilshire Blvd. tower to address "oppressive and systematic" cropping violations.

Previously: Report: Tera, Jenna, Pirates in award-minting scheme; Sex workers protest GTA
See also: XBiz

posted by Gram the Man at Thursday, February 23, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Because North Carolina's Adam & Eve is an educating, sex-positive company, they make customers feel good about the decision to stick their products inside themselves.

Take this vibrating blue jelly hand, for example.

If your girl is into The Other (and whose girl isn't?), you are guaranteed that your eager mail-order bride/"person you're showing around the industry" will not substitute her love for you with desire for the company of a novelty.

Were this a flesh-colored device crafted from some kind of "realistic" material, how soon do you think it would be before she fled to Oregon with the lady next door who has a wood shop in her garage?

Instead, the Helping Hand Vibe looks like something sealed underground at Area 51 after the alien autopsy. You can say: "You into extraterrestrials, baby?"

I cannot tell you how happy I am that Adam & Eve has sent me not only this horrifying jelly hand but also a way for you, the consumer, to buy one your own damn self. I will not mention other companies who just send random e-mails without links just daring me to Photoshop Cenobites in.

Previously: What, no tentacles?; Mounting Malezia just got ezia; Doc Johnson releases Hellraiser line of marital aids
See also: The Helping Hand Vibe

Labels: cenobites

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Erstwhile rocker and probably future vampire Barrett Blade has made his rock video directing debut for the trio OPM into a porn film.

Rock Hard stars Gina Austin in a reality-style "behind the scenes" take on the making of a rock video and its attendant debauchery. For me, debauchery only means one thing: shark bits. The movie also features Hannah Harper, Texas Presley, Sophia, Cassie Courtland, Alex Divine, Joey, and Avena Lee.

Here is a sample lyric from OPM's song "Luffly" for which Blade directed the video:

"She's gorgeous
She goes against the grain
Extravaganza tastes like sugar cane
We got big plans whatever she chooses
Fky her to Hawaii maybe some cruises
I'll explain it's plain and simple
She's like the cherry in a Shirley Temple
She's the prize at the bottom of the glass
Her eyes are the way she shakes that ass."

While engaged in the exhaustive research that characterizes my role as America's Porn Journalist, I found a picture of Blade's old outfit, Dial 7. They sound like a great party band that should reunite. Here is a review from Oregon's North-by-Northwest festival:

"The all-male posse Dial 7 wins the collective fashion victim award-no contest. These Laguna Beach, Calif., boys sported a holster, goggles, wallet chains that scraped the floor, sweatbands, one yellow mesh T-shirt and dreadlocks. The band’s almost threatening barrage of hip hop, heavy metal and reggae was almost as suspect as their clothes. While Dial 7 didn’t seem angry, they struck a menacing chord. Here’s what they did have going for them: Good cop/bad cop interplay between the two lead vocalists and tough, buff bods."

Previously: It needs to stop; Smokin' Crack 2: the sequel
See also: Dial 7 fan page; Sin City

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Travis Frey, a 33-year-old Iowa man, presented a Contract of Wifely Expectations to his wife, Ruth. She didn't sign it.

The document is notable for its concocted legalese, Curlz MT font, and thong requirements.

Among the services stipulated in the four-page contract were 12 nude photosets of Mrs. Frey a year. Frey was busted on child porn charges and for kidnapping his wife, who went to church without his permission. Ruth Frey provided the contract to prosecutors after her husband turned himself in.

In addition to nude photos, the "Expectations" laid down rules with regard to shaving, dress, whining, and proximity. Behavior short of total enthusiasm was punished with the loss of "Good Behavior Days" but, fair though stern, Frey rewarded "unexpected anal intercourse" 19 "GBD"s, which his wife could spend any way she wanted, pursuant to his approval.

It was probably during one of these GBDs that his wife escaped to church.

That people might look at this contract and dispute the letter but not the spirit concerns me. Still, I'm sure there are pictures of Frey's wife on the web somewhere; it is only a matter of time before they turn up.

Thanks to Looking Glass for the link.

Previously: GramPonante search on "Loser"; Recovering Vette
See also: Frey's "Wifely Expectations"

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Tera Patrick has just received the "X" award from the Fans of X-rated Entertainment (FOXE), effectively retiring her jersey so that other porn stars can get a chance. The "X" is granted when a performer wins the fan-favorite award three times.

Tera now sleeps on a California King mattress stuffed with trophies. "Sometimes it's painful," she did not say.

In Arizona, Jenna Jameson has just been named to Playboy's 25 Sexiest Celebrities and her MySpace blog has been ranked within the top ten for "peep"s.

"I now win an award with the same frequency that the polar ice cap recedes, in inches," she did not say through a publicist.

Picking at a Cobb salad in a trendy Hollywood eatery, Adam & Eve's and Digital Playground's Pirates accidentally grated one of its magazine covers over the hearty, leafy bowl. "I find that Empire is the perfect crouton," it quipped.

In other news, Chatsworth police busted a plaque, certificate, and Lucite trophy replicating facility by the train tracks. "We predict that adult awards will outnumber electrons by 2009," a spokesman said.

Previously: Tera begins open relationship; Desperate review; Pirates review; Jameson to not receive award
See also: ClubTera, ClubJenna, Vivid, Adam & Eve, Digital Playground

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

The popularity of cellphones, iPods, and other small-screened devices resulted in a ruling unfavorable to Google in a case against it by the website Perfect10.com.

That Google's image search function displayed thumbnail photos from Perfect 10 was found by U.S. District Court Judge Howard Matz to impede Perfect 10 from capitalizing on thumbnail-size downloads of its "most beautiful natural women in the world".

In other words, Google is providing for free what Perfect 10 seeks to make money from.

I find this fascinating in a Marshall McLuhan kind of way. There wouldn't be a lawsuit if the medium didn't exist for the viewing of tiny images, and that medium didn't exist a few years ago.

"Thumbnail images" used to be synonymous with "Impossible to be used for prurient interests" but now that people are willing to buy thumbnail-sized content for their tinier and tinier screens, that argument is out the window.

It's like flipping to a channel you haven't paid for and watching the scrambled footage. To most people, those images are useless. Imagine a subscription-based device then being created for non-stop viewing of scrambled footage, thus making everything picked up (and discarded) by accident a copyright infringement.

Google lawyer Michael Kwun predicts that the injunction the two companies are now supposed to hammer out will only affect image searches related to Perfect 10, and that the court ruling will not have any effect on the other thumbnail results from paysites.

Previously: Google won't lie down
See also: Google infringed copyright by posting thumbnail porn photos; Perfect 10

posted by Gram the Man at Wednesday, February 22, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Are you familiar with Joanna Angel? The gang at VCA are hoping to throw some light on this diminutive and publicity-averse pixie as the star of the company's forthcoming Joanna's Angels 2 signs almost anything fans put in front of her amidst Hustler Hollywood's lubes and jellies this Thursday.

Determined readers of this site might notice that Angel will also be at Tristan Taormino's House of Ass fete in New York the following Sunday. How is this possible? Clearly, someone is paying for plane fare.

Don't let anyone tell you that porn is for poor people. Instead, it is a playground of the rich and disaffected.

Previously: Joanna Angel dislikes broccoli
See also: VCA, Burning Angel

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 21, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

JM Productions will release (I said "release") American Bukkake's Greatest Facials just in time for Lent.

A bukkake, which is itself a compilation of men with a past, is only made more significant when several bukkakes are combined for an event such as this.

American Bukkake's Greatest Facials features Harley Raine, Bubbles, Dynamite, and Mocha receiving upwards of 70 facial cumshots each.

Imagine the room in which such things have happened. Imagine the awkward valedictions of the men in the parking lot afterward.

"See you."

"Yeah."

How much more proof do you need that God has turned his face from us? (I'd turn my face, too.)

Previously: Fellate Expectations; Missy Monroe reshingles Gram Ponante Towers and Aviary
See also: JM Productions

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 21, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post

Tristan Taormino, Justine Joli, and Joanna Angel will gently push away the folds to reveal the star-shaped launch of Taormino's video House of Ass and the revised edition of her book "The Ultimate Guide to Anal Sex for Women" at the Bowery's Crash Mansion.

This will go down on Sunday in a town that has Ass written all over it: New York.

In addition to sponsorships by Adam & Eve, AtLeastItsPink.com, Astroglide, Babeland, BurningAngel.com, EonMcKai.com, Eros Boutique, HoneyBun, JonesTownNYC.com, JustineJoli.com, Puckerup.com, The Smitten Kitten, Sphincterine, and WackyJac.com, the party will feature an ass-cake by Masturbakers. I'd love to see what they come up with for my forthcoming Li'l Man Prostate.

Previously: House of Dolls and Ass and Fog; Taormino incorporates Ass
See also: Adam & Eve, Tristan Taormino

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 21, 2006 | 2 Comments Links to this post

Vanessa Blue, also known as Domina X, aka Lexington Steele's fiancee, has opened a management agency with Eve Mayfair called XGirl.

"We want to concentrate on the girls who've been around for a while as well as the beautiful new talent," Blue said.

Blue recognizes that a black female-owned and operated agency would have an appeal to women of color, and indeed the nine performers on XGirl's site are black, but Blue and Mayfair envision the agency as a place where the talent can network, bounce ideas off each other, and take care of business resourcefully. "We're opening our doors to all women," Blue said, "but I'm not taking everybody.

"And we're not going to be sitting in the office chasing down every dollar (for our commission)," Blue added.

Blue believes that there has been little emphasis placed on making stars of black female talent. "We want to teach the girls longevity," she said. She also acknowledges what she thinks is a frustrating lack of advocacy for black female performers.

Despite feeling very strongly the need for a representative agency, Blue worried about sounding "un-PC".

"It's easier for a white girl who looks pretty but can't fuck to get with a good agency than a black girl who has looks, smarts, and the whole package," an agent who chose to remain anonymous told me.

Blue had the following anecodote about a white performer.

"I was sitting next to a woman who couldn't complete an anal scene. The scene was tough for me as well. But I had to go back in there and complete mine while they were patting her on the head and asking if she was OK. She was making twice as much as me, and she didn't finish the job."

Blue has been mulling over the idea of an agency for a while, but it was only Mayfair's administrative skills that brought the idea to fruition two weeks ago. Their office is in Woodland Hills. Blue said that without Mayfair in the office Blue could not continue editing and directing.

I congratulated Blue on here engagement to Steele.

"Yeah, I roughed him up a little," she said.

Previously: Oh Yes I would know; Big Tits: who loves them most?; Vanessa Blue in Camera Porn
See also: XGirl

posted by Gram the Man at Tuesday, February 21, 2006 | 0 Comments Links to this post