Weho Awards & "Wett Party" Weekend

I attended The Weho Awards last Thursday night with Essay and we sat at what was our city's equivalent of... like, the Meryl Streep table at the Golden Globes I suppose, as we were accompanied by Jonathan Chang, Bobby Trendy, Bruce Vilanch and Chi Chi LaRue. How was the show? Well, it was long. In all the worst places: The shameless plugs, the lifetime achievement acceptance speeches and the half-naked women. These three faults were so horrific they were enough to bring down the entire house, which was unfortunate because there was so much to love about the show. LaRue and I agreed on all the highlights: Ben Roman's opening performance of "Again" was incredible (not bad for the waiter of Hamburger Mary's, eh?), as well as a hilarious lesbo emcee whose cadence was so EXACTLY like mine it was uncanny (I always have been kind of Lesbianesse) and a beautifully sung version of the song "Imagine" with heartbreaking accompanying photos that made the two of us jump to our feet for an ovation. Oh and the hunky karate/acrobats/whatever-the-hell-they-were finalists from America's Got Talent -- woof! Yum!

Anthony Cortez and his team should be really proud of themselves. You could tell, for all of the people and acts trying to take advantage of the ceremony and milk it to turn their 15 seconds on the stage into 15 minutes, there was still so much effort and creativity that went into the production. LaRue and I presented a couple of awards together and then snuck out early as soon as she picked up Best Adult Business. We still had to pack for our early flight to Tucson the next morning so we had to call it an early night!

Tucson was a blast! We came, we saw, we conquered and we partied! But I think what's really important on these trips are the lessons we take home with us. This weekend, for instance, we learned:

- That a breakfast burrito is still Mexican no matter how many times Chi Chi says it isn't.
- To never stay near the airport in Tucson because it's miles and miles and miles away from the center of civilization -- and the long drive downtown is so barren you want to gnaw your arm off or jump from the moving vehicle.
- To never trust a tranny's sense of time. "9 Minutes" says Maaaandi Boo!
- That the bus boys at BJ's are thieves. (My iPhone was stolen.)
- That there are at least 5 members of JasonCurious.com who live in Tucson.
- Why go shopping for your trip before you leave when you can go shopping on your trip with Cheech?
- I'm one helluva stage manager and can turn a go-go dancer to a "go-go host" when there are spots where there is no music/dancing to be had, thanks to my job at Numbers every Wednesday.
- Nash Lawler does an impeccable impression of Nick Manning.
- There are some trips where even Blake Riley doesn't hook up.
- Sister Roma...... is actually...... a man!
- Don't charge people for your house after party. If you turn them away, they might tell cops there are gun shots at your home and before you know it, there will be helicopters flying overhead shining lights in your windows and a line of cop cars outside your driveway. Oooh, party's over!
- The night you don't plan is always the most fun.
- The hottest gay men in Tucson are the bartenders of Woody's.
- Never tell a drag queen her fellow drag queen friend is a train wreck. The friend might be standing right beside you ...out of drag!
- Me saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, Chi Chi LaRue!" is always better than Chi Chi saying, "Ladies and gentlemen, Jason Sechrest!"
- None of us are ready for Nash Lawler.
- No one in Tucson can throw a gay porn party like Mandi Boo at Woody's!


Thanks so much, Tucson! I hope to be back real soon!

Check out the "News Desk" for a link to a full photo gallery from Tucson! (See, this is how I make you read both blogs. ;-) )

A Great Beginning To A New Year

I've gotta make this one short and sweet because I don't have a lot of time this week, but I know I need to update my "Diary" blog with what's been happening in my life so here goes. Timeline style!

January 1st: Saw "It's A Wonderful Life!" with my friend Seth at The Egyptian Theater in Hollywood and had dinner at The French Quarter. The perfect end to the holiday season. (FYI: I'm referring to him as a pen-name "Essay" from here on out in my blogs -- but I wanted to at least give notice first so that looking back in my old age I'll know who the hell I was talking about.)

January 4th: Back to the gym!

January 6th: Took charge of my finances for the first time thanks to my late grandfather's advice and gifts and the wisdom of Suze Orman books!

January 7th: Dinner with Chi Chi at my weekly Numbers' hosting gig, "INDUSTRY."

January 9th: Went to Las Vegas with Jeremy Bilding and Fabrice Marino. Met Jeremy's friend Adam who I really wish lived in L.A.

January 10th: Did the best buffet ever with Ted Green (who I adore!) at Planet Hollywood. Hosted RentBoy.com's "Dirty. Secret. Party." at The Blue Moon Resort and partied the night away (and away and away, Piranha and Seamless and Lord knows what that last place was!) with my pals Essay, Cheech and Roma.

January 11th: Finally passed out on the floor of the luxurious bathroom in our Planet Hollywood junior suite after having not slept for two days. You know you've had a good time when!

January 12th: Spent my last evening in Vegas quietly (for the most part) with Adam and Jeremy.

January 14th: Hosted my weekly event, "INDUSTRY" at Numbers. Dinner with Essay, highlight of my night always.

January 15th: An update at The Mans! -- Finalized plans to move into one of the upstairs master bedroom suites the size of an apartment with a view of the entire city from my front room windows. Thrilled to have easily six or seven times the amount of space I have now. Sad to see Andy, Tristan and Michelle go. Anxious to make new friends in new roomies, one of whom is a straight drop dead hunk. The other is sort of like a buxom blonde goth chick who is very huggy and sweet and "let's hang out!" But the new 60 year old guy in the pool house is a trip and a little scary. I think he may be multi-personality, one being Dennis the Menace's next door neighbor but gay and the other being this straight punk rock star. I move upstairs to the new digs here on January 31st.

January 17th: Went to "Destination" at Here Lounge with my friend Chi Chi LaRue DJ'ing. Got slipped some sort of ruffee within the first couple hours and went from dancing near the DJ booth to suddenly waking up at home in my bed and not having any idea what happened in the hours inbetween. I don't usually seem "drunk" or "fucked up," no matter how bad off I am, so the idea that I looked "a little drunk" should've been an indication that I was VERY far gone. I'm told I just stared blankly, wide-eyed, spookily zombie-like all night long, not responding to people when they would speak to me. Stood up against a wall for a couple hours and went home. Very sad and depressing, a sort of feeling of violation that a night was taken away from me where I was really having a blast before that. But thankful I made it home in one piece. ...Considering I drove home! The whole thing, very scary. Will never leave my drink alone again.

I'll be getting up at 5 or 6 am for the next three days straight as I've got a ton of upcoming events both in and out of town this week/weekend. You can read up on all of my upcoming appearances and porn star events in the calendar on the right hand column frames of the "Diary" blog ( bookmark it! http://www.jasoncurious.com/diary/ ) or the "News Desk" blog ( bookmark it! - http://www.jasoncurious.com/desk/ ) -- where both calendars are updated regularly.

Sorry not more personalized or eloquent. Busy but happy as ever! New year is off to an incredibly good start! :-)