You know, when people call me and ask how I'm doing, lately I've been saying, "I'm good, but it's crazy." And it's true. As I've said, I have 4 projects on the verge of being greenlit. And everyone's taking their sweet time. I've already talked to a few models, since some companies want to know who I'm thinking of using, and while I wait for the okay, I"m continually asked by the guys, "When are we starting? Do you have dates?"

I finished the big script and turned it in. 47 pages! Thank goodness they liked it, but I think we are going to have to find a way to whittle it down and the budget with it. There are 6 sex scenes. It'll be a lot of work, but it will be fun.

I also had to do a quick edit job on a couple of Brazilian videos. For some reason, this out-of-country studio sends their masters to the U.S. distributor on 2 mini-DV cassettes instead of one DVCam tape. These mini-cassettes have to be edited together onto one tape, usually with some trimming. For example: on one of the movies, called CUSTOM TRIM, the editior decided to use white flashes as an occasional transitioning device instead of a dissolve. For some reason, the distributor doesn't like them, so I must cut them out. Also, during the face cum shot on one model filmed in a park, a black dog runs happily toward the orgasming pair in the background. Remove that, please. Hmm. Doggy is in the entire shot, and we need a cum face, so I trim the shot where the dog is prominent and just keep the part where he's on the edge of the frame, then I digitally enlarge the picture until the dog is framed out. Trick of the trade.

I'm putting the finishing touches on a proposal for a project I'm doing with Mark Slade. It's something very personal for him, and I'm trying to give him a hand getting it made. More on that, later.

All this, and editing, too. Fun!

Last night, I was swimming in the pool and watching GAMERA THE INVINCIBLE on the drive-in, when the wind began to pick up. I had just skimmed and vacuumed the pool (I hate paying a pool boy for something that I can easily do myself) the day before, and as I stood chest-deep in the water, it began to rain leaves. Damn wind! Damn neighbor with his overhanging tree branches! Yeah, yeah, I know. Geez, Jett, we should have such problems! Why don't you and Dick Chaney go mansion-shopping together? I guess I'm lucky to have such mild problems, but I've found that (shhhhh) if you make a big deal of the little things, the universe balances you out by giving you even EASIER problems for the small things. From me to you.

Finally, I got the first draft of the FATHER/SON OUTING box, and...it stinks. I hate it. Nothing wrong with the graphic artist's work...it's my concept. It's completely wrong. It makes the movie look cheap and stupid, and I have to change it. I've contacted Mark Slade's agent about doing a re-shoot, and I'll call Bobby Wiliams later today to see if we can set something up for this weekend. But I have to come up with a new concept by then. I have a few ideas, so we'll see.

JBK