GRABBYS WEEKEND: DAY 3
Posted by Jett Blakk at 6/7/2008 9:06 AM and is filed under uncategorized 
Today was the Grabbys! I got up, showered, dressed and called NICK CAPRA, who had just returned from the gym. Now, in my last post, I had forgotten to mention that on the way to the Nick Capra Happy Hour, Nick had wanted to stop by a drugstore to buy some concealer to cover a bruise on his leg he had gotten walking around the corner of my guest bed and hitting the sharp edge. He, WOLF HUDSON and I found a Sav-On and while Nick was looking through the makeups, I bought some black sharpies for the boys to use signing autographs for the Recovery Brunch. Suddenly, a thought occurred to me. I stopped Nick and asked him if he would help me to find a concealer to cover the skin discoloration on my forehead, which was sometimes visible and it so happened that this weekend, it was. I don't mind letting it show most of the time, but for the Grabbys, I wanted to cover it.
Nick almost shrieked in delight when I asked him this, and he said, "We have to find a Mac store! You need something good for that, not the shit you find here!" So it was, then that on Saturday morning, he and I were in a cab headed for the Water Tower Place. Inside Macy's, there was a Mac counter in the makeup department. We stood there looking uncomfortable (at least I did) for a minute until a perky blonde lassy with a deep cut black blouse approached us, asking if we need help.
"He needs something to cover that blotch on his forehead," Nick volunteered, "and under his eyes, and I need some blah, blah, blah." The young woman took me over to a selection of makeups and tried 2 on me before she decided neither was right. She asked a young man for his advice, and he suggested another makeup, which she applied to my forehead, temples and around my eyes with a brush while the young man helped Nick. Because I was so much taller than the lass, I had to bend down for her to apply the cover-up, and again I found myself staring into a pair of ample tits. Was the universe trying to tell me something?
After buying $80 worth of makeup, brushes and settling mist, Nick and I went upstairs to California Pizza Kitchen for salads. He wolfed down an entire BBQ chicken salad, while I finished off a half-version of the same. While we ate, four young, attractive Brits sat at the table next to us and probably got an earful as Nick nonchalantly chatted away about how he was going to suck some guy's big thick dick later that night and videotape it, and how he hoped the guy would cum all over his chest. Then he talked about how much he wanted to fuck ZACKARY PIERCE...again...and how he hoped he's do it on film. Oh well, America's image abroad CAN'T get any worse, can it?
Soon, it was 1:45, and Nick had a Grabby rehearsal at 2, so he was off and cabbing to the Park West Theater. I strolled through the mall, visiting the space where I used to work, then made my way back to the hotel. Soon, Wolf called and asked if he could come over and hang, and I said sure. When he showed up, he flopped on my bed, and in no time, we were having a political discussion on who we'd prefer to see win the Democratic nomination. The topic changed from that to other things, and soon, SCOTT CAMPBELL joined us. We teased Wolf about picking up a woman in a gay bar, and he told us that she had been wild. He showed us his famous family heirloom chest mole, and there was a hickey around it. "She thought it was my nipple and kept sucking on it," he said. He told us he fucked her for 3 hours and she bucked and screamed and scratched his back up good, before releasing him the next morning with a business card and a promise to see him again.
Soon, we were joined by GEOFFREY PAINE and Zackary Pierce.
Zackery Pierce
At 6:30pm, I got ready myself and Nick dropped by to say hello and do my makeup, but he was behind schedule, so he asked if any of the guys there could do makeup. Everyone shook their heads no until Wolf jumped up and said, "I can do it!" Nick voiced his thanks and headed back to his room. I told him to meet us outside the hotel in 15 minutes.
Wolf used the pad instead of the brush and laid the makeup on my good and thick, but after checking it in the mirror, it looked just fine, so I left it, and after putting on my shoes, we went downstairs. Now Scott was wearing a chest harness under a black button-up shirt, and Wolf was wearing a pale green pullover. Neither one liked what they had on, so they went around the corner and switched shirts. When Nick showed up, we jumped into 2 cabs and headed for the theater.
We arrived 10 minutes later and got in line on the red carpet. SISTER ROMA was doing her annual interview, with everyone having their pictures taken by T-BALL and taped by MR. PAM. I let the boys go first, then I went up.
Wolf Hudson (in Scott Campbell's shirt) & Sister Roma
Nick Capra & Sister Roma
Geoffrey Paine looking like he's at a cricket match.
Zackary Pierce & Sister Roma
Zackary Pierce, his ass & Sister Roma
Me & the somnambulistic Sister Roma (can't say I blame her)
I entered the theater and got my ticket torn. No annoying wrist straps this year, thank god. MARKUS RAM found me in the lobby and gave me a kiss and a hug, as did TY HUDSON when he saw me. The marvelous SCOTT SPEARS said hello, decked out fabulously in red and black, and suddenly my shoulder got grabbed by LEIF GOBO, who pulled me aside and asked me, "So, if DARE wins anything, you'll go up and accept it, right? 'Cuz I'm the only Falcon person here, and I don't want to go up on stage."
"Sure," I said, "but anything the models win, they'll go and get it themselves."
"I just don't want to go up there," he said.
Then I got serious with him and asked him about TODD MONTGOMERY's departure and he confirmed that it was true.
Later, I found my table. It was in a nice spot in the middle of the room in the Gold section. Soon, Nick, Scott, Geoffrey, Zackary and BRAXTON BOND were crammed into it with me. The waitress came around often for drinks, but she only took orders for half the table at a time, for some reason. We looked through our gift bags. The NickCapra.com penlights were inside. I took mine out and flashed it. "Hey!" I exclaimed, "Every time Chi Chi comes out on stage, let's all flash our lights on and off at the stage!"
"Sssssh!" Nick hissed, "she has spies everywhere!" lol. I abandoned the joke, but it was probably for the best.
The show began with highlights from the opening videos for the first 10 years. They re-ran the bit where I follow Ty Hudson out of an SUV where he zips his pants up and I'm wiping my mouth off. They also showed the bit where DAMON PHOENIX sits his wet ass on my lap. It was awesome to see HONEY WEST on stage again. Several years ago, she released a cd called "Take Honey West Home", and I listen to it frequently. It's in my jukebox and my iPod.
The first surprise of the evening was when LOU CASS won for Best Non-Sex Performance for DARE. I slid out of my seat, knocking Braxton and Zackary out of the way, and headed for the stage. I got about 10 feet away when I saw Leif going up and accept the award. Oops. I was too slow.
The next surprise was for Best Screenplay. The crowd really applauded for UNSPEAKABLE, but it went to ANDREW ROSEN for his script, THE F WORD. Good for him. As expected, HOW TO SEDUCE A STRAIGHT MAN lost Best Sex Comedy. Now I could relax and enjoy the rest of the awards.
Andy Bell of Erasure made a surprise appearance to give out the award for Best Cock! That was fun.
At the intermission, everyone got up to take a break, and I saw Andrew Rosen making a beeline for me."I "I'm sorry," he said.
"Nonsense!" I said, hugging him. "I'm so happy for you!"
"Really?" he said, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course. Look, if it couldn't be me, then I'm glad it was you."
I chatted for a bit with him, then made my way around the room. I saw Leif and asked, "I thought you wanted me to accept the award?"
"I looked around and didn't see anyone getting up, so I had to."
"No problem," I said. Meanwhile, outside the theater, the boys were being snapped smoking.
Scott Campbell in his chest harness.
The 2nd half of the show continued, and there were two more surprises (if you don't count Nick giving Geoffrey a blow job in the men's room during intermission). JASON RIDGE finally won Best Actor for his film A RISING STAR, and later he got Performer of the Year, alongside ERIK RHODES. I know he's been jonesing for a while about winning those two awards, and he got them in one swoop! Good for him!
Finally, another highlight was the presentation of the Lifetime Achievement Award to Toby Ross. Now, I used to rent Toby's videos before I got into porn myself. I liked FAMILY AFFAIR and of course, my favorite of his, SEXY BILLY BLUE, which introduced me to Lou Cass. Toby, I always thought, was the master of the natural seduction. His sex scenes were never as good as the seductions leading up to them. Toby now makes independent gay-themed films like BOWSER MAKES A MOVIE. But he did something in his acceptance speech that I must applaud him for. No one else the entire night until Toby so much as mentioned Jean-Daniel Cadinot's passing. Cadinot was one of the pioneers of gay porn and had a major influence on me as a viewer. I thought it shameful that the man had died only months before and no one until Mr. Ross had the courtesy to bring his name up. Bravo, Toby!
After the show, Nick, Andrew Rosen and I decided to skip the Military Ball and go get a late dinner. I suggested Leona's, which had been my favorite restaurant when I lived in Chicago. We cabbed it over and sat down at a table at 11:30. It was a disappointing experience. Nick wanted a pasta that they didn't have, and Andrew wanted a deep dish pizza, which they didn't offer. He also wanted canolis for dessert, but they didn't have those, either. The waiter said the menu had moved away from Italian (!) and was now more a bit of everything. I don't think I'll be going back.
Back at the hotel, I again had an intense craving for ice cream that ultimately went unfulfilled. I texted CVK good night again (which he doesn't get until the next morning, having the sense not to put his cell phone by his bed where a beep would wake him up). Then, I called Lou Cass, got his voice mail and left him a message telling him that he'd won and that Falcon would have his award.
Tomorrow would be the all-important Recovery Brunch, and I had to have lots of energy for that. I fell backward into bed, put the flat screen TV on a timer of 10 minutes, and closed my eyes.
To be continued...
JBK
THANK U
THANK U
THANK U Mr. BLAKK!!!
it was ur directing that won
ME that cool Best Actor Award!!
Thanx for Calling me that night!
I will ALWAYS save that awesome
voice-mail U left Me!...U Were
SO eXcited! thanx!
U Rock!
but i'm still waiting for
my phone to Ring with U
telling ME that u have another
Awesome Role for ME...c'mon brother!
love U Jett....LOU
aka...Ur Man 'Psycho Sam'
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Hey Jett,
Thanks for the mention in your blog. It is always a pleasure to see you. I had a great time talking with you at the Grabbys and the Recovery Brunch. Hopefully next year I will hear "and the winner is Scott Spears in a film by Jett Blakk...". Hope it works out to work for you in either 2008 or 2009.
Scott
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