If there were ever a time I should have kept my Journal going, it would have been through the entire 2013. What a helluva year it was. I’m glad it’s in the past, even more I’m glad I survived it, knowing it will always be there I realized I can’t let the story end there. So moving on is key, the goals I had before the challenges remain in place and the focus to achieve those goals is a priority.
I’ve had some really dark periods meaning, I prayed and prayed and fought and fought for things to get better. If you want to catch up on how I dealt with it, check out my Facebook page, I turned to doing video blogs and I posted them on my Facebook page, I’m going to set up my website to support video blogging, so you can view them here, until then you can see the blogs there:
So this being a new year, 2014 and counting, it’s only right I start it off on the right foot. Luckily I spent the New Year with friends from high school. They threw a throwback party it dawned on me half way through the night when all I heard were 80’s jams like Guy, Slick Rick and old Keith Sweat. These are the cats I grew up with in Chino, CA it was good to be around the homies, after high school I used to try and impress them with my porn connections and parties, we had a group called the Scandalous Posse, we were a group of about 10 and we would have our names on fliers hosting parties and shit around the city this was in 1987 and we were a click, a group of dudes who threw house parties and liked being known. One of the first movies I directed was an all black feature for Video Team and the story took place in a nightclub and there was a party scene so I invited all my friends from the posse to Club Scandalous. It was cool to watch their faces as they saw the club’s name up in lights and they all got the joke and started giving me props for pulling off what was at the time, some shit I never imagined I could do. It was my way of giving and saying thanks for the support they had given me through high school and beyond. Going into the New Year, surrounded by the friends who had passed no judgment and showed loved through ups and down was one of the best possible ways to go into the New Year. I’m taking that energy with me and gonna do some positive shit with it. I let a lot of things knock me around and down, but I’m stronger now, I know we’re all human and making mistakes is a fact of life and sometimes we can feel like the world has turned against us…or at least that’s how I felt. But dam if I found out the hard way who my real friends were. Matter of fact I kept a list. Hahaha. Can’t wait to repay them cause I owe a few people more than they know. Happy New Year!!! I wish you the best…cause the best is yet to come.
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It was about that time that Mr. Marcus arrived, accompanied by fellow performer Lexington Steele—and in a welcome surprise, veteran performer Julian St. Jox showed up a few minutes later, and Margold welcomed all three up onto the stage. The trio posed for photos, and Marcus reminisced about his time in the industry, and how he "idolized" St. Jox.
"Marcus is a true pussy-hound," St. Jox responded.
Steele also told a story about how the three of them had been in Tokyo several years ago, and that even though none of them spoke Japanese, Marcus had nonetheless managed to pick up two local girls, neither of whom spoke any English.
We left just as Marcus was placing his hands into the cement, and Pistol had earlier noted that he'd like to take all of the imprinted cement blocks and create a sort of "Grauman's Chinese Theater of Porn"—but that's a story for another day.
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