Well, It Was Going To Be

Another On The Set blog post, but I guess that won’t be happening. Unfortunately there’s still only the one photo that I can get from the “On The Set” portion of the websites, I guess we’re not doing the photo portion any more. But hey, at least we still get the video, right?

Well, well, well, what to talk about. Hmmmmmm,well, we already covered the endeavors with my car, so hopefully that bad boy holds together. I could ramble on about my motorcycle, but that’s just too easy. I think I’ll ramble on about what my weekend is looking like! A little dive into my personal life 😀

People always ask me what my real name is, and I usually respond with Samuel O’Toole.

If I wanted to be handing out my real name, I would’ve used it as my stage name. So I don’t mean to be rude, but I do mean to be blunt.

So, a peek into my personal life. It’s Easter weekend as most of you know, uhhhhhhh, I really don’t know whether this is when Jesus died or came back to life. I wasn’t really raised with religion in my life after the age of 6, and at that time I was more preoccupied with finding candy and chocolate rabbits, I used to hate hard boiled or deviled eggs. Oddly enough, now I love them 😀

My room mate probably thought I was crazy when I came home from grocery shopping and I had the double pallet of eggs. He probably expected to come home today and find me boiling eggs and dying them lol

It wasn’t until I was about 19 that I really started to enjoy Easter…….. that’s also because that was they year that my mom started hiding beers in the yard. My brother and I stopped doing the hunts when we were about 15, our mom had to drag us out to do it the first time, but once we realized what we were searching for Easter became a lot more fun! 😀

Ok, I’m assuming that Jesus Christo was resurrected on Easter because of all the signs of fertility, you know, the humping rabbits, and the eggs. Except that everyone forgets that the eggs we hard boiled aren’t fertilized, they’re already dead infertile eggs. Anyways 😀

Soooooooo, now that I’m one of the only kids still living in the area, and the only one single in the area, I’m on holiday duty. Unless I’m out of town for work, I go home for the holidays. Which is kind of weird for me, I love my parents and I love seeing them, but I just don’t hold much value on getting together for the holidays.

When I was growing up, I didn’t have the best relationship with my mom and step dad, so I spent a few of my birthdays and a couple of christmas’ and thanksgivings’ just kind of hanging around town with nothing to do, trying to find somewhere open to preoccupy my time. So yeah, for me, it’s nice to see my parents on the holidays, I just don’t put as much emphasis or value into the fact that it’s supposed to be one of those days where the family unit comes together.

I didn’t grow up with much of a family unit, so I get really confused sometimes when it comes to stuff like that lol We can add that to the long list of reasons as to why I ended up being a porn star.

Too soon for stereotypical childhood problems resulting in participation in pornographic films jokes?

Have a fun Easter guys!

This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.