Where there is porn, there is profit. Except in my case. Today I received my last paycheck for my bi-weekly men’s column.
As a dot-com survivor, I knew it would happen. When I asked the editor/owner of the site what his revenue model was prior to signing my contract, he responded, “well, we just started trying….” Then the west coast side of my brain kicked in and said, “What do I care? Just f-in pay me.”
I suppose I’ll pedal my clips somewhere else. You know porn, you are pretty sure you know the story, but you’ll see or read it again just to make sure. I could also check in with Ron Jeremy to get tips on resurrecting my career.