Hi Mike,
Thanks for dropping me an email. I’d just rather this story die though. Seriously it was no big deal. It came down to a space issue. There’s no beef with Ksex.
I’ve done a lot of press photographery. You have to examine the situation and see if its possible to smooze your way in or do whatever you have to do. People were giving Wankus a really hard time. I felt bad. I’m not the kind of person to make a scene. He had fire codes to worry about. He was very busy. The space was limited.
Kevin, yer a magnanamous fellow. Had it been me I wouldn’t be quite so kind about it, and imagine what JimmyD would have done…hell he went nutz over being denied a press pass to internext, I ain’t tellin him I got em…..
Wankus Responds:
You may find it fun, but seriously dude, you’re on my shit list. Startin’ shit to fuck with each other is one thing. Making unnecissary waves between companies is another. Go on your site and admit you got the facts wrong. Hell, based on the shit you wrote, Chef Jeff got the facts wrong on his own show. I sent you what happend. Be the bigger man and make a public correction. Your tarnishing a very successful and industry positive show for the sake of your own entertainment. Fix it.
I’m the coolest guy in the world and offer respect to those who give it. You haven’t earned any from me lately with your masked ass kissing of a company that will never give you the love no matter how high you stick your tongue in their colon.
The part I got wrong was that Kevin didn’t pay and enter, instead he went home., which is prolly what I’d have done too actually. It ain’t a big deal to Kevin so it ain’t a big deal to me, and yep sometimes I get shit wrong…no biggie he who don’t fuck up ain’t doing anything.
As to ass kissing…ya see that’s where I always get into trouble, cuz basically I don’t yer veiled reference to either Digital Playground or AVN is dead wrong, cuz they have both been in my sites from time to time, but they can take the heat..
If yer gonna be in this biz ya gotta grow thick skin, I like Wankus and KSEX actually they are fun to hang out with and congrats on yer show. Now all that being said….ya shoulda let Kevin in.
If Nothing Else Wankus IS Tenacious:
Thanks for the post but you still missed the point.
EVERYONE PAID, what makes Kevin special? Because he does FREELANCE for AVN [was not sent there by them]? How do I tell Fayner and all the others to pay and let Kevin in for free?
Should there have been a press list? Sure. Last minute planning and live and learn when putting together events will ensure that for the next time. But if the majority of the staff was press and industry VIPs….what makes Kevin any different? Remember, the bar charged us $20 a head for whoever walked in the door. Eating dinner or no, we paid twenty bucks a person. How can you not grasp this? It’s twenty freakin’ bucks. Who cares?
Me and Kevin have no issues. You’re escalating a very minor occurance.
OK so we agree there shoulda been a press list. Press never pays, not even at the costly AVN Awards, that’s one of the perks of being working press, others are there to enjoy the party, press is there to work, admitted it may be a very fine distinction but I’d say it holds, and I made it abundantly clear that you and Kevin have no issues and honestly figured this story was dead…..or so I thought but like the Kylie Ireland Orgy I was wrong about I never know what will sprout legs, I thought that one had huge potential but not one person responded to it….go figure.
Speaking of Internext:
I look forward to seeing you guys at both shows, please come up and introduce yourself, I love my readers and will personally thank each and every one of ya!
And Finally, Robert Sends This One:
“BLUENECKS”
Blue Necks are Northerners — the opposite of “Rednecks”. Because of Redneck jokes, here are some takes on how Southern folks look at
Northerners (or how Northerners sometimes think of themselves;) YOU JUST MIGHT BE A BLUE NECK IF…
Instead of referring to two or more people as “Y’all,” you call them “you guys,” even if both of them are women.
You think barbecue is a verb meaning “to cook outside.”
You think Heinz Ketchup is really SPICY.
You would never stop to buy something somebody was cooking on the side of the road. (e.g., boiled peanuts) .
You don’t have any problems pronouncing “Worcestershire sauce” correctly.
For breakfast, you would prefer potatoes-au-gratin to grits.
You don’t know what a moon pie is.
You’ve never had an RC Cola.
You’ve never, ever eaten okra — fried, boiled,or pickled.
You eat fried chicken with a knife and fork.
You have no idea what a polecat is.
You don’t see anything wrong with putting a sweater on your dog.
You would rather have your son become a lawyer than grow up to get his own TV fishing show.
You drink either “Pop” or “Soda”- instead of “Cokes.”
You have never planned your summer vacation around a gun-‘n-knife show.
You think more money should go to important scientific research at your university than to pay the salary of the head football coach
You don’t even have one can of WD-40 somewhere around the house.
You don’t have any hats in your closet that advertise feed stores.
You have more than one professional sports team in your home state.
You call binoculars opera glasses.
You can’t spit out the car window without pulling over to the side of the road and stopping.
You don’t know anyone with at least two first names (i.e., Joe Bob, Faye Ellen, Billy Ray, Mary Jo, Bubba Dean, Joe Dan, Mary Alice).
You don’t know any women with male names (i.e., Tommie, Bobbie, Johnnie, Jimmie)
You don’t have Maw-maw’s & Pawpaw’s.
You get freaked out when people on the subway talk to you.
None of your fur coats are homemade.
