Sunday, March 26th 2006
Posted by Johnny
Boy Wonder sent me a photo of François Sagat last Monday. The subject of the e-mail was “HOT!” and no message was needed. What he didn’t know was that I had already met François at the GayVN Awards ceremony and was attempting to wrangle a meeting with him while I was in LA. Does he know my taste or what?
It looked as though our schedules would not permit a meeting and I was disappointed to say the least. Then out of no where he was in LA for work on Wednesday and guess where Raging Stallion put him up. That’s right – my very hotel, within sight of my poolside room. Destiny – not just cheap perfume after all.
I’m not ashamed to say it. I was nervous as hell about meeting him. I had positioned myself in front of the window that faced the front entrance. I was so nervous that I had chewed my finger nails down to near bloody stubs and was just about to start on my toes when he arrived. He has a very commanding presence and that intimidated me almost as much as the rush of anticipation that was cramping my stomach. As soon as we met he put me at ease with his mischievous smile and gracious charm. There was no attitude at all. His charm and personality were instant winners. Boy Wonder overheard me talking with François on Monday night and when I got off the phone he said, “You know, you should play it a little cooler. You are Johnny Hazzard after all.” My head just doesn’t work that way. If a guy makes me giddy just thinking about him, you had better believe I’m going to feel just a little vulnerable and insecure. That’s right, folks.
Once the initial confrontation was behind us it didn’t take long for our chemistry to kick into high gear. Every inch of this man is a turn on for me. If you ask me, he is physically perfect. And his hot, French accent only makes things worse. When a man takes control of a situation I melt like snow in the rain. As we were in his room talking I felt like this was my first time at the rodeo. I couldn’t find my words, was studdering and had no idea how to direct the conversation. Then he asked, “Do you want to go outside, stay here or maybe….kiss?” No, how about we go outside. François took the reigns on that one. I am usually the one to make the first move, but I just couldn’t muster up the courage – thank God he did. We then went for a wild ride – definitely an “E” ticket. The best part though was sleeping soundly wrapped around him with my face buried in his neck. Utter perfection.
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Saturday, March 25th 2006
Posted by Ma Hazzard
Many of you have read about some of Johnny’s adventures from his youth and I played a part in many of them. Well, I’m here to tell you MY side just to keep things on an even keel.
That broken foot story sure is one of the dimmer moments of our history. Unfortunately, this isn’t a rebuttal – it’s all true what Johnny wrote I’m sad to admit. Damn, when I finally took him to the hospital the next morning I felt so small I could’ve left the room with the door closed. Parents spend so much time trying to maintain the all-knowing status thrust upon them by their children. The truth of the matter is, half the time we’re just making it up as we go along and no one is lucky enough to do it right every time.
Johnny’s coming out period was, to say the least, very difficult for both me and my husband. The gay lifestyle was not something that either one of us was very well versed on and the time leading up to the realization wasn’t exactly a walk in the park. We carried many heart-wrenching days, weeks and months – not all due to the gay thing. The emotional strain of not only our realization but the difficulty he must have been going through during that whole process was a lot to take. We were at each other throats 27 hours a day, 8 days a week. I remember telling him that I would always love him but there certainly were many days when I truly didn’t like him! You have to understand that his announcement of being gay was right when gay-bashing, the likes of Jeffrey Dahmer, etc. were making the news very frequently. To suddenly discover a whole new pack of things you need to protect your kid from is very distressing; especially when those things seemed so far from your world two days before.
As the old saying goes, “time marches on” and it did. Johnny’s father passed away, Johnny eventually left home for the Cape. My visits to see him were always great and he would call me (and still does) faithfully five times per week at least. No phone conversation ever ends without an “I love you.” He is ALWAYS home for Christmas and will even make additional trips when time permitted (or family emergencies warranted). We are a close family and I doubt we will ever lose that. He possesses that same value with his true friends.
So you wanna know how I felt when I learned he was in porn? Usually he will call and say, “I wanna run something by you” – so I know we are in for some brainstorming or in-depth conversation. NOT THIS TIME! We were having a family dinner – he was home for one reason or another and during the course of setting the table and getting all the food ready he casually announced that he was doing porn! From the tone of his voice you would’ve thought he’d taken up yoga or something! Mind you, I think he set me up months prior with a conversation where he mentioned he had sent some of his pictures to a company for some potential modeling jobs. Modeling? Of course – he’s drop-dead gorgeous and was from the moment I gave birth to him – just like his siblings (all from their father’s side, mind you). He had pursued modeling long before he left home so it didn’t seem out of the ordinary at all. Great – I had become very comfortable with his gay lifestyle, welcomed one of his boyfriends home for the holidays. Hell, we even took the boyfriend all around to the family get togethers. I only ever wanted him to share ALL of his life with me and I was certainly willing to do the same. He has a boyfriend – he’s family, end of story. So I was very pleased with our wonderful relationship. NOW HE’S DOING PORN! Holy shit, you have to wonder what’s next, right?
Porn? NO! – the connotations of porn in my old brain were: STD’s, AIDS, DRUGS, etc. and I didn’t want my angel mixed up with that! Another set of friggin’ hurdles to overcome and at the time I definitely saw no light at the end of the tunnel. Hell, I didn’t even know where the tunnel was to start with! This is just the sort of crisis that can ruin a relationship – even one as good as ours. I was strong. I trusted my boy to live his life and use all of the things I had taught him over the years. And here we are today. My trust was well-founded. I know he’ll do the right thing. Would I be happier if he was doing something else? Probably. But it’s much more important to both of us that we don’t have secrets and can turn to the other for any amount of support in what we do. He has my full support because he’s my baby and I love him!
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Posted by Boy Wonder
Last weekend I was so excited about Johnny being in LA for a whole week. He usually dips into town unnoticed, goes about his business and whips right out again under the radar. I’m lucky if I get quick coffee slot, but that’s mostly due to the slave trade of my nine-to-fiver, which has become more of a seven-to-seven thing lately.
Anywho, Johnny and I had so many things to discuss and whatnot it was inevitable I would be spending a good deal of time with him. What an understatement that turned out to be. Meeting, meeting, meeting, party, party, party all the while trying to keep up with my already full life and I felt like I was pulling a sled across the desert. By Wednesday I was approaching the breaking point, but I couldn’t stop. Thursday was the kicker. I hadn’t spent one night at home all week and things were piling up at the office. That’s when the bitch came out. Most people that work with me know when to steer clear, but a few of the slow ones felt my wrath that day. Keep up people! Thankfully Johnny was beat as well and we both retired under our separate rocks early that night to make Friday more bearable. And it was.
I would have been perfectly content to catch up on some things here on the home front, but Johnny had different plans. He wanted to be out and about a little bit so I suggested he join me on my side of town for a change of pace. He had never been to the Roosterfish in Venice and I thought that would be the perfect low-key diversion for us. The Roosterfish is a lovely neighborhood bar that feels more like San Francisco or P’town than LA, which is why I was shocked that we were accosted so often and so shamelessly by fans. One guy actually expected us to surrender our prime bar real estate to visit a group of admirers out on the patio. Really? It’s one thing to stop by for a quick salutation or congratulatory handshake and quite another to attempt to weasel into our conversation. Now I have another reason to convince Johnny to take up Italian lessons!
Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s great that guys (and yes, girls) want to say hello and all, but do it with some finesse, huh? I suppose I’m not entirely free from blame. Later, back at my apartment, I made Johnny hold my hand during the funniest scenes of the Gay episode of Ab Fab. Of course, I do that with my roommate, too.
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Wednesday, March 22nd 2006
Posted by Johnny
On March 26, those of you in the Southern CA region will be able to see Johnny Hazzard in a new form – The Music Reviewer for Frontiers Magazine. I reviewed a band called the Lashes, their album “Get It” is now part of my top 10. I must say that this is really exciting, a completely new way of expression and you know what the best part is – you can’t see me. I must say it is very refreshing. I feel successful in a new way and I like that. You all may have seen the article/interview I did with InNewsWeekly out in Boston. I will have a guest entry on why I return to Boston every summer. It will run in the Pride issue in June and hopefully will lead to a regular spot.
My scene went really well yesterday. My newbie co-star Justin Slater is just my type. Standing at 5′10″ he has a look of Marlboro man meets super hero with a face and pecs carved from granite. He is solid, hairy and full of smiles. We did it in a sling with me topping! I LOVE TO TOP A MUSCLED MAN! Chi Chi was more than pleased. I believe the movie is called “Leather Sessions” and I think the theme is Asian.
Last night was spent writing and holding the phone to my ear answering questions from a Sprint Representative named J.R. I renewed my contract yesterday and apparently got lucky when I was put through to him. He was able to offer me a free phone through the mail in 3 days complete with phone number and no interaction of any kind with anybody. Just the way I like it. I asked why he was able to deliver this piece of goodness into my life. He replied that some reps can offer certain things when others cannot. Just as I was appreciating my good luck, the signal cut out. I thought maybe he would call back but he never did. It turns out however that he did, but my phone never rang. This morning I spent my morning coffee cursing the Hollywood Hills. But low and behold, J.R. called as I was doing this entry and was able to reinstate my good luck.
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Tuesday, March 21st 2006
Posted by Johnny
My drive to LA was absolutely perfect. I was in no mood for traffic and whaddya know – there was none! I checked in at the hotel and 2 hrs later Boy Wonder arrived with a bottle of a lovely domestic blend from Napa Valley and a flood of ideas scribbled on a pad. I brought a bottle of 95 Perrier Jouët complete with engraved stemware encased in a velvet lined box. Unfortunately, I was still a bit hungover and jet lagged to really enjoy such a great Champagne. We spent the evening toasting thoughts over red wine, salads and little nibblies from Trader Joe’s.
We had other things besides thoughts to toast. We had our first sale at my shop Sunday from Stephen in Chicago. A perfect occasion for a bottle of 95 PJ! The shop project seemed to go on forever, but I must say it was worth the wait. I try not to think about the hours of work and years off the life of my steadfast web master. Hell, I never expected I would have to work so much on that thing. So hey Boy Wonder – Cheers, dear friend, to a job well done!
There is so much happening now from a technical POV it’s sick. My friends at Channel 1 are working with us to bring some pretty cool things to fruition in the coming months. This blog is really the first step to making my site a real destination on the web. When we’re done it will be easy to lose hours looking around.
My Mother posted her first entry on HazzardAhead.com today. Hot! I love that! How can you not? This gives me such a connection with her and makes me so grateful that we are who we are together. Porn put a small wedge between us at first, indirectly, I mean. It’s a very unique situation to have your kid do porn. It’s not something you typically prepare to cope with. For a while it was a subject that rarely came up between us. Uncomfortable feelings on both sides were to blame, but I feel that her visit really personalized what I do. I hope her guest posts become a regular fixture here.
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