My Encounter With Mandeep

It has been a long, long time since I've written a real blog. Since the pandemic days, in fact. But this warrants it. So there I was, going about my usual afternoon busywork at the AVN compound, when I hear a call from downstairs: "Hello?" I thought I heard my co-worker moving in that direction to see what was up, but then a few minutes later: "Hello?" Looked like it was gonna be up to me. So down the stairs I plodded, and immediately found myself face-to-face with a short, pudgy, balding man seemingly of Indian descent, whom I will call "Mandeep" for the purposes of discretion.  "Hello sir, is there somebody I can talk to here? This is the AVN?" he asked me. "Well yes, what do you need?" I asked. "I have traveled so far, I just need to talk with somebody who can help me," he implored. "OK ... what's happening? What's your question?" I persisted. "I want to find out how can I get into the industry?...
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A Tale of Two Natalies

Today I had an unsettling realization. I can't believe it never dawned on me until now, but I'll go ahead and attribute that to my aversion to any thoughts regarding my father's sexual predilections. Nevertheless, like an unwelcome granny porn pop-up ad, suddenly this morning it hit me: My dad always made it pretty well known that growing up he had the hots for Natalie Wood ... and as every single person who's ever met me knows very well, I have burned a torch since pretty much the day I laid eyes on her for Natalie Portman. Yes, the all-time #1 spank queens for my dad and myself are both Natalies. And both brunette. Like father like son. I really need to get back into therapy.

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