Please dock Tim 10 days writing pay for getting his dick sucked by chicks instead of writing, or better yet, while said oral stimulation was happening. The least of which he could have supplied pix of said FL chicks. …and I went to bat to get Tim some writing cash. đ
Well it appears to come out a wash here…It seems that Tim may be lightning fast at getting Fifi’s stuck zipper undone but his updates on these 30 days on the road are somewhat sparse and he hasn’t sent any pictures. OK OK I just gave him a 10% raise congrats Tim you are now the second highest paid writer on my staff….Of course 10% of nothing is still nothing…
30 Days in the Hole
(or, A Month on the Road with Felicia Fox)
Friday, Oct. 4, Day 11: Los Angeles, Heavy Metal Capital of the World
It was a surreal night, I tell you. Last night we’re at Paladino’s, a club in the Valley, for the Metal Sludge party (and those of you who’ve never directed your browser to www.metal-sludge.com are missing out on one of the true curiosities of the western world), and the bands playing are all 80s hair-metal cover bands. We missed the first band, the second act was Motley Priest, and the headliners were Metal Shop, who look like Poison, sound like Van Halen, and are alot of fun to watch. Bobby Blotzer, the drummer from Ratt, even sat in on a few songs to the delight of the black-leather clad crowd, who all flashed “devil horns” in appreciation. It was like going back in time, dude.
The weirdo moment was during Motley Priest’s set, when the band was playing a by-the-numbers version of Ozzy Osbourne’s 1983 song “Bark at the Moon”. I’m sitting near the bar and Felicia is outside smoking with John Finberg; remember, this is California — no smoking in bars. I’m having a Bud and enjoying the music, when fucking Carmine Appice walks past me on his way to the men’s room. Carmine, as you may or may not remember, was the drummer in the video for Ozzy Osbourne’s 1983 song “Bark at the Moon”. I did a double take, thinking I was seeing things — but no, it was him.
Where else but in LA is this sort of thing going to happen, I ask you?We’ve been spending alot of time checking out bands this trip to LA, actually. The Key Club and the Whiskey-A-Go-Go, both on Sunset, were host to several nights of underground metal this week, and we were there to check out
the shows and hang out with the bands afterward at the Rainbow. The music was loud and furiously heavy, the accents were German, the lyrics were
unintelligable, the girls were dressed in metal slut chic, and Felicia was in seventh heaven, playing with titties all night. The names of the bands were Cerebral Carnage, Kreator, Destruction, Scar Culture, Mortician…that sort of thing. Norwegian death metal or whatever they call it these days — it’s still rock and roll to me.
I’m probably going straight to hell just for being there.But what about the sex, you ask? It’s true, Felicia shot her first ever interracial scenes this week with Sean Michaels, who is absolutely as cool as they come. What a great, great guy. The boy/girl scene with her and Sean was on Thursday, and they got started alot later than planned due to some scheduling problems, but the scene was hot and everyone concerned was very pleased with it. Felicia has been shooting for two years now, the scene with Sean is only the 2nd she’s done non-condom. From what I understand, they’re rushing it and it will be out soon as “Special Auditions #3” from SMP International. Felicia will be featured on the box and she’ll also be signing in Sean’s booth at the AVN Expo this year.
On Friday, we went back to the set and she shot a BJ with Sean for “We Go Deep #18”, also from SMP International. We left the set about 2 and went into L.A. so she could do an interview with Jerrod Rutter for Adam Film World. A little shopping on Melrose Avenue, and then out to the metal bars again.Tomorrow is a day off. Sunday we head for West Palm Beach to pick up the car and the dog, and then we’re off to NYC for a week.
Stay tuned.
