Will Clark World

MAKING YOUR WAY IN THE WORLD TODAY TAKES EVERYTHING YOU GOT

Just a quickie today as I recover from my trip West and gear up for Wednesday's double feature, first with a stop to Frank DeCaro's Sirius radio show (I'll be on at around 12:15pm) and then with another installment that night of Porno Bingo with Frank as my guest. And oh yeah, porn star Ryan Raz will be joining me for both. So this is good especially for those who live outside of Manhattan, if you're a friend of Frank's and you have your very own Sirius Radio, you'll get to hear little 'ole me on the radio.

Plus we'll hear all about Ryan's new gig as a Raging Stallion exclusive (gosh, that was quick, I think we were just talking about him appearing in Lucas Entertainment's ENTRAPMENT just a couple weeks ago, if that). Anyway, thanks to both studios for 'time-sharing' Ryan tomorrow at both events.

You can find Frank at www.frankdecaro.com and you can find Ryan's blog at www.ryanraz.com, Raging Stallion at www.ragingstallion.com and Lucas Entertainment at www.lucasentertainment.com

will be on Frank DeCaro's Sirius talk show Wednesday at 12:15pm

got some closure and didn't have to sit out in the cold in a pretty dress to get it.

THERE'S NO PLACE LIKE HOMOS

It's Monday, I've been living out of a suitcase since last Wednesday morning and I'm officially over it. I miss my boyfriend and I actually miss the day job. How easily made homesick I am. The trip overall was fun and revelatory culminating in a run-in with the always fabulous Michael Soldier aka Precious Moments. It's true when they say, if you start talking about someone, they'll appear. Someone at the GayVNs Saturday invoked Michael's and Precious's name and out he popped. He reports that he's well, and is preparing to do a 'where are they now?" shoot for some LA based magazine (it was late, I was tired when he told me so I don't know which one but hopefully someone will let me know). MIchael does incredibly well performing around town and is slated to appear next in drag at a school in the Castro for lgbt youths. Inform them early about drag I say.

  And speaking of drag, yeah, my friend Matt and I dragged it up for the show Saturday night. They did say 'dress up' which some folks thought meant 'wear the crappiest thing you own and show up because that's how you roll' but then again maybe we went overboard with matching Versace shirts and Hugo Boss jeans (on me, Matt's were Dior). (and a side note, only two people noticed and one of them thought that Matt's shirt was faded and mine was newer when they both had been bought Friday night).

Anyway, unlike many other visits to awards shows, I didn't take copious notes or tons of pictures. "in the day" the most fans could hope for was a rehash of the shows in mags a few weeks later so a bunch of us would write online late into the night. Now, folks from various mags were texting the results as they happened which is a great use of technology. Sure.

But I did get a shot of "Cruella de Masters" and Spike and our friend Danny (proof of participation in the 'guyliner' theme night) as well as Sister Roma meeting and greeting folks as they stepped out of taxis and limos (I hear tell that one porn guy arrived on foot, saw how others were arriving and then hopped into a taxi and paid the schlub to take he and his friend back around the block to arrive at the Castro Theatre whereupon he got out and 'made an entrance" just feet from where he'd gotten into the taxi to begin with.. no names.. oh fuck, it was ME! LOL )

In other embarassing Will Clark news, I went up to Gina de la Vina Saturday night at the afterparty thinking she was Sharon Kane. On the up side, she was canoodling with Scott Tanner and it was a pleasure to meet him and Gina is a kind and lovely soul. On the down side, I felt like a boob. Oh and I got to see Ricky Sinz and Mike Dreyden shirtless (and probably pantsless if I had stayed for a little while longer.... but we were part of the Donna Sachet entourage and that girl just doesn't stand still!!)

And finally, for the obligatory  Mr. Pam and Michael Lucas mention not only because they were there and looked incredible but also because hey, I can increase my Google Analytics score just as cheesily as anyone else can. (and yes, for those of you late to the game there was a classic Michael Lucas Moment at the Awards which just goes to prove that you can't miss a moment of these shows or you'll miss the only remotely interesting industry related thing that happens in between the acceptance speeches some of which range in complexity from 'thanks" to "thank you" (Dink Flamingo, Dean Phoenix and Chris Steele being among the outstanding exceptions and frankly I could simply listen to Gino Colbert talk about the interesting history of the porn industry all night long. Will someone please get this man money to produce a documentary where he can talk to all the founders of the genre while they're still here? )

There's tons of commentary out there and oh God, clearly yesterday was a slow gay news day for this to be The Big Gay Topic on various sites.... )

I'm hopping Jet Blue and getting my butt back home in time to work a premiere party for a Broadway show tomorrow night and then Bingo on Wednesday night from 8 to 10. This weekend in New York the first annual erotic art fair is on Saturday followed by the first new GREED party at Irving Place Saturday night. Details to follow when I'm at the desk of my day job looking like I'm doing the job that they're paying me to do.         

NAMING NAMES AND THE NAMING NAMES WHO NAME THEM

Well, if your name wasn't Brent Corrigan, Ricky Sinz or you didn't have anyting (and I do mean ANYTHING) to do with the movie TO THE LAST MAN, you probably didn't have much to do at last night's GayVNs held here in San Francisco. Co host Janice Dickinson solved that problem by getting drunk and stumbling about (followed by a trashy time in her VIP lounge which my friends and I totally crashed - and I am waiting for one of my friends to send me the pic as proof) but we've decided that Janice is officially Patsy from AbFab (not that there's anything wrong with that but does her sponsor know what she's up to??).

Margaret Cho stole the show by singing a song she wrote for Sinz called "Your Dick" which she played on guitar (Margaret: "I just picked it up recently. I figured, Madonna can do it, how hard can it be?") and Alex Mapa showed us how sucking dick looks like someone saying "wow". Fabulous. Mapa also called everyone to 'go forth and fuck" (or something like that) which my friend Matt took literally welcoming a recent arrival to the bay area he met at the afterparty. Go Matt!

The show's official theme was 'in the game" and opened with a performance not only by the super cute San Francisco CHEER team, but also the obligatory SF Freedom Band which started playing the 20th Century Fox theme in the hallway prior to their entrance. One hottie got tossed around on stage and then, hopefully had his choice who tossed him around for the rest of the night. Certainly he was the focus of a team of faux football player "performance art" sequence that was short but went on entirely too long. (Alex Mapa couldn't resist mentioning how it's "Magic!" bringing tears to his eyes).

The show's unofficial theme was "eyeliner" as a surprising number of people showed up as Robert Smith (of the Cure) lookalikes.. and speaking of which, Billy Masters, dude, did you ask the Pussycat Dolls if you could borrow their outfits (and maybe wearing ALL of their outfits at the same time wasn't the best idea) LOL

It's still gorgeous here in San Fran and although nursing a hangover (in more ways than one) I'm heading down to the Eagle's Sunday beer bust to meet up with friends. If you're not sufficiently messed up yet, drop by .. it's a much cheaper thrill than the award show and if you run into a guy wearing a football uniform, chances are there'll be nothing 'faux" about him.

More later!

Margaret Cho's ode to Ricky Sinz's talent was by far the highlight of last night's GayVNs

is wearing Versace and Hugo Boss to the GayVNs tonight .. and of course, no underwear.

GOOD FOR ONE FREE RIDE

Yesterday, Friday, was an incredible day. Not just that I managed to get my ass up and out of bed by 7am to check mail and post a blog, not just because there are HOT MEN all over the damn place but also because the weather cooperated in a way that it rarely does here in the Bay Area- sunny, warm and crazy clear.

Last night all up and down the ‘stro were the kinds of crowds that you see at Pride and you’d never know there was a worldwide crippling economic freefall going on. But people were out to party, 401k be damned!

I started the evening at a fashion show at the downtown Macy’s and man if the evening didn’t start with some hot fucking models, some barely dressed. The $20 fee to get into the show went to Magnet, the fantastic HIV prevention organization that’s been nestled in the heart of the Castro for a few years now. My friend Matt worked the event while I cruised the models which was easy because they were literally up on pedestals. It was an embarrassment of riches.

After a quick change of clothes (Matt put on his I Heart Cup Cakes t shirt - and the heart has texture to give others the chance to cop a feel) it was time to hit the bars. We stayed too late at the Macy’s event and took too long changing to get to the earlier events (sorry, Raging Stallion!) and so moved on immediately to the Hot House event at the Lookout ..

Klieg lights announced the event (which I hear Sister Roma insisted on … and why not, if you’re going to throw a party, really THROW A PARTY!) which had the effect of being over the top and just right at the same time. It’s nice to know the industry hasn’t lost it’s flair for excess!

The place was jammed packed with porn stars (my pals and fellow New Yorkers Mike Dreyden and Spike who flashed his penis for us for example) and industry types and it was a great time to schmooze around and catch up .. Hot House hotties Ty LeBeouf, Paul Wagner and Vince Ferelli posed for this pic (who looked mighty fucking hot up close and was genuinely a nice guy… I in turn was so turned on that there was no blood left in my brain to think. I think that is the goal in porn and so we can call that a success).

On our way out we ran into the drag fabulousness that is BeeBee who’ll be on the red carpet tonight.. can’t wait! And then, Ricky Sinz who, if it’s possible has gotten bigger and more sharply defined and well, just more boner inducingly attractive since I saw him in the TO THE LAST MAN flick. Yum. Thanks Ricky for the invite to do a scene with you… but dude, we don’t have to wait for a movie…… <wink>

On into the night we to a next party down at Harvey’s that the TitanMen threw. My pal and fellow New York Dean Flynn was selling raffle tickets and got to me and said “I’m not going to even bother you with this!” Philip DaSilva was also present and hot n bothered (and I dug Philip’s lock and chain. HOT) as was hottie Jason Ridge who when it came for Tony Buff to announce raffle ticket numbers turned to me and asked “so what do you win” and I looked at him as a fisting video was on in the background and he said “oh yeah, well I have enough of that” So say we all! LOL

Matt and I got our groove on at the bar formerly known as the leather/bear bar Daddys, now cleverly called 440 (it’s address) to see off a friend of ours who is moving to Texas.

Ghosts of past events that I threw there sort of dominated my thoughts as we climbed through the crowd and in particular Daddy Philip who passed away several years ago suddenly. Philip always knew how to throw a party and really ‘got’ what I wanted to do with my events which was always appreciated (not everyone got it which has always astonished me.. really, what was there to “get”.. but you’d be surprised how many didn’t). Philip was no saint or anything. He’d hand out cards that would offer ‘one free ride’ on Daddy’s dick which he would follow up with a lascivious broad smile like the Grinch thinking up an evil plan. Only instead of evil, it was pure and unabashed lust.

Once we reached the back of the bar where our friend was, someone commented “you know, each of the bars got assigned a studio and 440 got Bel Ami. Seems an odd fit. Twinks. The stars saw the leathermen coming up the street and ran for the hills” and someone else retorted “well, it was past their bedtime”. And I laughed and thought Philip would like that. And so did I. And I was back.

Tonight is the infamous GayVNs at the Castro Theatre starting at 7 going til God knows when and I’ll have a full report whenever it is that I once again climb out of my porn industry induced stupor and get back to Starbucks for the next report.

Til then, take care!

last night's bar crawl was fun although insanely crowded.. so much for an imploding economy! ;)

: I just found out that the Naked Sword interview I forgot all about is in the GayVN Awards mag and I realize that I don't interview well :)