Couldn’t have asked for more in Philly on Saturday night where HotMovies.com was nice enough to have me out for their big 100 Grand Gala. About a thousand of HotMovies’ close friends, employees and affiliates packed into Transit Night club to celebrate the addition of the site’s 100,000th movie. This makes them the Alexandria of Porn, The Jupiter of smut and the Babe Ruth of boobs.

As far as celebrity schmoozing goes; they did good. I flew in with Flower Tucci, can’t ask for better company on a plane, and the pick up at the airport was slick (intern with a Beamer). James took us out for dinner to pre-game for an open bar. I call that decadent, Evie Delatosso and Jenaveve Jolie called it preparedness. I had one drink and started dozing at the table. Jet lag, I swear I’m not slowing down, I can still hang.

When we got to the club I fulfilled my duties as host and then got lost in the crowds. I like wandering around, taking pictures with people and signing boobs. I make a little game of it; see how many tits I can grope in an hour and then try to top it.

The Green Room was cool (excellent wings) and I’m pretty sure the line outside the bathroom wasn’t to pee. The art exhibition in the downstairs bar was super classy, too. PornSaints rolled out some gorgeous portraits of the hottest ladies in porn. I gave some quotes, signed more boobs and made out with one of the artists. The only thing sexier than a artist is a talented artist.

The only wrinkle in the whole evening was poor Evie lost her shoes. Then, while we were looking around for them, she lost her phone. I hate losing my phone, I know it’s no big deal but you might as well cut out a guy’s tongue; I’m cut off from the world. It was a nice phone, too, I won’t pretend to know the brand but it was all slidey like the Matrix.

Anyway, good times. Everyone keeps talking about the 200,000th Movie Party but I’m tapped. I need a chance to recover first. Call me back when you reach a million.

-R