Well I made it through the year alive and well, and its been a good one. Really! Despite the fuckedup economy and all I managed to make a come up. This time last year I was up in Canada, broke, cold, and freezing my nuts off. I didn’t even own a video camera or a website other than this silly blog. In less than a year I’ve gotten all my camera gear, POV filmed about 30 girls, attended 7 porn conventions all over the country, launched my first paysite in almost a decade (Ndngirls.com) and am on the fast track to getting my shit back together, with many new sites and concepts in the works that I won’t get discuss. All I can say is these new sites of mine are fucking funny, and fun to create. I like what I do. Whereas before, 10yrs ago in the biz I didn’t. I didn’t really like porn actually, it was just a ways to a means. Now I like making porn my way, and its fun and lucrative. Its an enjoyable hobby, and even though it requires long hours of post production to piece everything together it is fun to conceptualize shit in your head and then get living breathing humans to follow through with it.

I could be working a square job still, like I’ve had so many this year just so I could hustle up cash for my video equipment and money to pay the girls and all, but that sucks. I don’t want a soul crushing, life draining occupation that makes my feet, back, and brain hurt at the end of every day. Whether you know it or not, a year ago I was delivering newspapers in Canada. I was an illegal USA immigrant up there, trying to do the ‘right thing’ and live near my kids and all and that was the only “under the table” hustle job I could get. I would strap on 2 80lb sacks filled with papers, and have to trudge uphill icy driveways in -40 degree weather in snowstorms and shit just to get by. I think I made 10 cents for every paper I delivered, and it had to be in their mailbox by 8am or I would catch hell. That job fucking sucked, and I nearly lost 2 of my fingers to frostbite its a miracle I can still type. Everyone has setbacks and hardships, not trying to say I’m all special and shit, and if you’ve got a blog with a similar story I’d love to hear/read it for reals.

So anyway after getting my shit back together, I returned up north to get my money from them niggas in the snow. I film about half of my girls up there, often in the same neighborhoods I delivered papers to in the morning. It brings a smile to my face to get some get-back, and make some cash at the same time. So in wrapping things up for this year, most of my goals have in fact been accomplished. Check out this earlier post from February 2009 to see what I mean and when you’re done, you can listen to my whole yearend wrapup podcast at shimmyshow.com

See yall in Vegas for AVN and Internext in a few days, happy new years and kwanzaa

Shimmy

Which is quite ironic because I’ve had creative writers block and a bout of laziness for the past 3 days straight and I’m just now getting over it. Here’s the deal, I have about 10 hours of footage on DV tapes just sitting in a box on my desk that haven’t even been videocaptured. Which means they’re not online. Which means they’re not for sale and they are not making me any money. Fuck all that… so I gave myself a good kick in the ass and quit dicking around and got back to work, running 3 computers at the same time side by side. I also started the layout design of NDNgirls.com paysite tour (which isn’t uploaded as of yet, but within 24hrs will be live) and that proved to be challenging. I haven’t designed a paysite of my own in almost 4 years. Thats a long fucking time. And prior to that I used to just contract out designers because they clearly do a better job with photoshop than me… and thats probably the route I will go once the site gets some members in the door, just to clean things up a bit and make it easier for me to manage and update on my own.

So yeah man thats my online life, chopping up video and prepping it for the site launch. In the real world I’ve just been kinda laying low, doing my gym exercise thing daily but for the most part just trying to my ass motivated. I think I need a really good piece of pussy to balance all the chemicals in my body right about now. Not just any pussy, some good shit that will make me smile for 3 days straight. I haven’t come across any girls lately that turn my crank, maybe I don’t get out enough since I’m so focused on my websites and shit lately but it is crucial to my success plan… so the tradeoff is worth it. Here’s a bit of motivation for me… typically every morning I go visit some family members and kinfolks, and treat them to breakfast just to go and shoot the shit and keep in touch with them and famiy affairs. You know how cohesive nigga families are. And I think thats a good thing actually.

But anyhow the other day was the end of the month (halloween by the way) and that means they got their direct deposits and pensions and shit and they are typically nowhere to be found for about the next week until their monies run dry. So I went to breakfast myself and made a date with this slender spanish chica for later in the week and we’re gonna go bike riding and do some outdoor shit that I totally dig, and on the way out the restaurant I stopped by this new Lotus dealership and I saw a white Exige 260 that I simply must have. And that was my motivation… like I’ve always wanted a lotus elise since last year but now that I saw that 260 in person holy shit… and I would have no problem dropping $75k on a car that truly would make me happy, so long as I have a very nice home to garage it in first. So I’ve been getting hardons thinking about this little fucking car and here I sit, editing video and building web pages all damn day because I know its my vehicle to achieve my dreams. I’m actually gonna build a 2nd website right along side the NDNgirls.com site and just put my office POV vids in there because I find them really hilarious getting the girls candid and behind the scenes, which is something that few if any sites will ever show. I don’t like casting couch interviews so what I do after the papers are signed and before we start fucking or whatever is just sit a cam on the table or tripod and let it roll. The girl usually will be on her cell with her boyfriend, girlfriend, or some other motherfucker spieling the inner workings of her life. I’ve usually left the room to get a snack or something… and the footage you get is priceless. Check out the 1min video trailer my niggas… its a 200mb high quality fullscreen vid… click on Jayda below and tell me what you think:

i gotta go. Really. i need to gtfo asap… get the fuck out as soon as possible. I’ve fuckin had it with california. and i’ve only been back here for like 24 hours. its that bad. you don’t realize how fucked up it is until you compare it with the rest of the modern world. i don’t know where to begin so its time for a bulleted list to empty my mind…

california grass is brown. all of it. that is whenever you can find it. people tend to put rocks and pebbles on that little 8ft patch in front of their house they call a lawn here… and if they do have grass its all brown. eww. and i left the paradise of white sandy beaches, crystal blue salt water, hot sun and buttnekkid florida cuties for this shit out here. the nature alone is enough to make me move back to florida

california girls. don’t even get me started. i will fill this fucking page with cuss words and make up some as i go. these chicks do too much living in their heads and are damn near lifeless. feminine traits no longer exist here, and what you are left with are cocky hateful woMEN with tits who think they know everything and condescent to every motherfucker who dares to smile and say hi. 100% of them have rehashed issues and therefore cannot smile, relax, have fun, or be genuine. you may get a fake smile when you are seen brandishing some currency at the store, and even their fake smile is not very good. if pitted against women around the world they would rank quite low put it that way

california jobs just ain’t happening. you better act in porn, direct porn, shoot porn, or webmaster porn if you’re gonna make it. otherwise head on right down to the social services building in your county. niggas ain’t hiring here for shit. no retail. no blue collar. no IT computer geek work. no white collar. unless you’re a doctor or a undertaker there is no work for yo ass here. you better get to fucking on film to pay your rent or find somebody to sue like everyone else. and hustle fast too
california traffic defies description. just get a bicycle. use it often. i have a few. there is this really interesting stunt track here where 16 lanes of traffic all get a green light at the same time, then they merge into 4 lanes all within a 1/4 mile stretch. all amateur drivers too… its called the Bay Bridge toll plaza. make sure your insurance is paid up and keep your AAA on speed dial if you plan on driving here. oh and those san francisco hills work wonders on clutches… be prepared to sit in traffic for 2 hours to cover just a few miles here

california people tend to look like they have heavy shit on their minds all the time. i think the word is “frazzled”. people in south beach FL just chill and live in the moment. they’re alert, happy, healthy, and actually respond like real humans when you talk to them. here people are dead fucking serious and its downright scary. they look miserable, and tense. when i’m on the subway here there can be a train car full of 35 people and not a single person will say a peep for like an hour. its so damn tense i dont even wanna think about it. it just seems like everyone has alterior motives and their behavior reflects it in their tense body language, straight faces, and ‘do not look at or talk to me’ attitudes. then these niggas will hate on me and look at me like i’m crazy for smiling and being happy around them. fuck yall i ain’t gonna be miserable just cause your life is fucked up beyond repair
california food sucks. i only drink smoothies and eat cereal. everything else will kill you.

so thats it for tonites little rant. my plan is to be permanently moved back to florida by november this year. fueling this dream of mine will be my websites, dvds, and other porno related shit. you have to come to florida with a little bit of money or you will be stuck. i’m only out here to hustle up some cash then i’m up out this bitch for good while i’m still sane and happy. no wonder i left this place 10 years ago… now i remember why…

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the power or ability to return to the original form after being bent, compressed, or stretched; elasticity. The ability to recover readily from illness, depression, adversity, or the like; buoyancy.

Most people make resolutions to themselves on new years day. I do it about once a week, and usually carry around a notepad or PDA to remind myself why I’m doing whatever I’m doing. There has got to be some sort of payoff or endgame to everything I commit myself to. So with that said, 09′ is my bounce back year. I’d like to at the very least achieve some of the little things I’ve already done all over again, like buy a another house and fill up the driveway. I’d also like to take my kids on a little trip around the world to show them what they’re missing out on and to hopefully expand their minds a bit.

So with that little rant said, I’m going to start randomly posting my goals, dreams, wishes, and happy stuff in this category. Lets see where to begin….

• Get some Canon GL2s and some Sony FX1s
• Produce and distribute 30 niche adult movies by years end
• Complete a full marathon (26.2 miles) nonstop without walking
• Stack up 200k this year, shoot for 6mil in 2010
• Setup an offshore corps and merchant accounts in St. Kitts, Nevis, and Seychelles
• Rent a nice comfy trashable car for a month and take my kids on a coast-to-coast road trip
• Make a documentary film about nutty volkswagen collectors like myself
• Be flexible enough to do the splits and also walk on my hands
• Buy that piece of land in Pahoa Hawaii on Kona island I’ve always wanted (hence my necklace)
• Build another VW Cabriolet from the ground up just the way I like it
• Do a scene with Penny Flame on my washing machine while it’s shaking on spin cycle
• Have my lawyers sue the shit out of everyone who has wronged with me in the past year
• Do the high altitude 3 mile skydive in Vegas (most jumps are only 1 mile freefall)
• Get motorcycle endorsement added to my lic, and a Suzuki gixxer to play with
• Take another trip to Singapore and Japan… stay longer this time
• Rent a car and drive the Nurburgring Nordschleiff racetrack in Germany
• Replace the transmission on that old beatup Mercedes
• Buy a beachfront condo on Daytona Beach
• Join a co-ed volleyball league
• Get my teeth straight, and make them ultra brite white
• Write and publish yet another book about myself and my life experiments
• Build a house from the ground up using my own hands and tools
• Meet Too Short, my favorite rapper of all time in person and kick it
• Start an ethnic adult model agency in California, Texas, & Florida
• Be able to do 1-arm pushups. Yeah.
• Take some girls on a hot air balloon ride somewhere
• Pass Calculus 2 at any school
• Build a homemade MIRT (mobile infrared transmitter) that changes all stoplights to green
• Make a case-study documentary film on what its like for an american to live in canada
• Get another hot tub, a big mack-daddy one this time with a waterfall and sound system
• Experiment with another hairstyle/cut
• Rent a jeep in Moab, Utah and go on adventures in the desert with my kids
• Visit Dubai in the UAE and see for myself if what I heard is true
• Earn enough credits to complete my college degree
• Spend more time lying in hammocks, sunbathing, drinking smoothies