Originally Posted by Jenny S.

When I was young and dumb I used to try to make it to every damn event on the planet. I stopped going to conventions a long time ago. Now I wouldn't even attend if the event was in a 1 1/2 hr. driving distance from my house and I had free tickets.

I just don't see any sense in doing it. Within 6 years of my former convention-life I can't recall one single occasion where I actually got something out of it, but lots of blabla, a huge bill for flights, hotel rooms, dinners, cabs, TICKETS!!! etc., not to mention the time everybody pissed away, being unproductive. Nothing! Not business-wise, and not to mention sex wise.

Once I got invited by a major porn producer for a private gang bang at the Venetian. It was a fun event, no cameras. I went because Lexington Steele was supposed to be there and I love BBC. Lex didn't show, of course, and the other 10 or so guys, and a couple of chicks were so drugged out that they couldn't fuck, so I left and got myself 2 good ol' cowboys down at the hotel bar. That was the official end of Jenny's convention hopping spree.