Well, tomorrow is the first day of production for BONESAW, and I think we're ready. I'm a little nervous, but I always am before a shoot. It's my first directing job for a new company and interacting with new models and crew, and it always takes a day for the dynamic to work itself out.

I was at Mickey's in West Hollywood last night for "Cocktails with the Stars" hosted by JASON SECHREST with CHI CHI LARUE spinning discs. Cheesh played some good music and suffered two power failures, although nothing to the extent of when he blew the power out for 45 seconds at the Gipsy bar in Vegas during the Expo a few weeks ago.

DREW WARNER and TY HUDSON were my companions for the evening, plying me with amaretto and cokes from KEITH THE BARTENDER. Drew was getting appreciative looks from passersby as to his new, improved bod. Falcon men ERIK RHODES, DERRICK VINYARD and ROMAN HEART were there. When prompted by Chi Chi, Roman related a story about being out and about with MATTHEW RUSH, who couldn't find a men's room in time and soaked his own jeans from the crotch all the way down his leg. Erik told the crowd that he'd been gangbanged by several black men recently in response to a question about when was the last time he'd had a black dick up his ass. Director ROSS CANNON stopped at our table to wish me good luck on the BONESAW shoot. I told him I'd seen WRONG SIDE OF THE TRACKS and complimented him on his performance as the killer, not telling him I had originally been asked to play the role but had turned it down. I don't like appearing in front of the camera, and especially not a character who dies. My life is full of ironies, and I'm afraid that Fate is just waiting for an opportunity to hit me with the biggest one of all if I "die" on camera. I told Ross that with the hoodie he was wearing, the paie makeup and the low-angle lighting in his scene, he looked like the Emperor from STAR WARS. He laughed and said everyone was telling him that.

At nine o'clock, I had to leave because I was parked in a time-restricted zone, and Ty left with me. I waved goodbye to Cheesh and hugged Drew, then walked Ty to his car. Ty gave me a big hug on the sidewalk, and a passing man asked "Can I get some of that?" Ty and I looked at each other and said, "Sure!" The man got hugs from both of us then disappeared into a nearby parking lot. Ty climbed into his sporty looking rental and took off. I continued up the sidewalk towards my car, and "Mr. Huggee", appeared again.

"I won a video!" he exclaimed.

"Which one?" I asked, and he handed it to me. It was Falcon's BEEFCAKE. "Do you ever watch Red Devil videos?"

He thought for a few seconds, then, "Yeah! I have the NICK CAPRA one where he's in France."

"Oh, FRENCH KISS," I said.

"Yeah, I won that one when he was at Cocktails. I also got a t-shirt and a cool pair of sunglasses."

"That's great."

"Wait a minute," he said, peering at me more closely. "Are you Jett Blakk?"

"Yes."

He smacked himself in the forehead. "Of course you are! I love your work!" he exclaimed, grabbing me in another bear hug and kissing the side of my face. "Keep it up!"

And I will. Check back tomorrow for a report on Day One of BONESAW.

JBK