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Today I got an e-mail from an old friend who asked if I had started doing porn.
After I quit laughing, I e-mailed him back and asked what he was talking about.
Turns out, my pal had come across a porn clip on some site or other and thought one of the guys looked like young me.
Ladies and gentlemen of the Internet, this sent a nervous little shiver down my spine. Because, once, way back in the 1990s, I made a video. A private video. A lot of vodka was involved. So was a Lone Ranger mask and, if I remember correctly, a full-blown Indian war bonnet. The tape, sort of floated around for a while, and I was having this dreadful thought that someone had made a copy and now a digital copy was out on the Internet.
So, I e-mailed back and asked if anyone in the clip was wearing a mask.
The answer was "No one was wearing anything, dummy!" or words to that effect.
So, it wasn't me.
Thank God.
Cause I don't think the Internet is ready for that, just yet.
More later. - MEL
After I quit laughing, I e-mailed him back and asked what he was talking about.
Turns out, my pal had come across a porn clip on some site or other and thought one of the guys looked like young me.
Ladies and gentlemen of the Internet, this sent a nervous little shiver down my spine. Because, once, way back in the 1990s, I made a video. A private video. A lot of vodka was involved. So was a Lone Ranger mask and, if I remember correctly, a full-blown Indian war bonnet. The tape, sort of floated around for a while, and I was having this dreadful thought that someone had made a copy and now a digital copy was out on the Internet.
So, I e-mailed back and asked if anyone in the clip was wearing a mask.
The answer was "No one was wearing anything, dummy!" or words to that effect.
So, it wasn't me.
Thank God.
Cause I don't think the Internet is ready for that, just yet.
More later. - MEL
