Day #2
Saturday January 9th, 2010

The second day was going to be super hectic.  I got to the convention floor at around noon.  The plan was simple ... make my rounds, get my AVN Awards ticket and red carpet pass; anything else was extra.  One problem.  I didn't prepare to go to the Show so I had nothing really to wear.  Everyone kept saying I should wear my jersey and just be Ivan.  Okay I decided I was going to go as "Super Ivan".  I had my new colorful red, grey and black shoes with matching shoelaces, my "Ivan artwork" shirt by MRAM, my red and black plaid shorts and all my bling plus my new IamIvan hat attached to my shorts.  And since there would be no hat, I would spike my hair to look like the drawing on my shirt.

Back to the convention ... I spent some time in Tom Byron Pictures booth and a bit with Anabolic.  I walked around with Sara, escorting her to her FyreTV booth.  Went and spent some time with the lovely Dana DeArmond before heading to lunch with Jayden and Tyson Griffin (UFC star). The funniest moment of the day came when a Director who has an issue with me was coming down an escalator ... he spotted Jayden and me walking ... eyes me for whatever reason ... THEN misses the final few moving steps ... AND looks like eats shit or at least stumbles ... I looked away but giggled like a child on the inside. At lunch Jayden showed us some fan gifts, like new postcards and Earrings!

Now it was time for the Awards show.  It was a possibility that Jayden, Nikki and I might walk the carpet together as the gangsters of the show.  But plans fell through for Jayden.  It was Nikki, JG (her guy) and I taking the Ivan mobile to The Palms.  Once there we were lost for a bit before finding the special cavern through which to enter for the red carpet.

Inside it was a mad house.  I saw little cute Lexi Love and that bad ass Adrianna Nicole.  She kept looking my way ... so in my warped mind I figured she was checking me out.  But in reality she was probably trying to figure out what the hell I was wearing.  The red carpet wait took forever!  Almost two hour wait.  But at the entrance, I spotted my old homie Mik Moz. I genuinely have man love for him, in a very straight way.  FYI, all this was being RECORDED on my lil camera,  He announced us to the media and there we went!  I was hamming it up.  Pictures with Nikki, by myself, me with the media peeps.  I was all over the place.

THEN IT HAPPENED ....

The ROBIN LEACH encounter....

As I walk off the media red carpet, standing in front of me is none other then Robin Leach.  I don't get celebrity awe-struck so I was walking past him when he decided to be the Robin Leech we have known ... a cocky-snooty-shmuck.  He says to me, "Thanks for dressing up." Well usually I shrug off any confrontation but figured this might be fun. So I said thank you and asked for a picture in a sarcastic voice.  Mr. Leech proceeds to say, "Who am I to take a picture with?" I do agree, he isn't worth 14.1 megapixels wasted on my card BUT I was in the zone from the Red Carpet and needed to drop some more verbal loads on his face. I said I'm taking one anyways, lifting my camera above my head for that usual MySpace shot.  Click - Robin turns away.  Got the back of his bold spot and my big fat head.  I smiled, sarcastically thanked him and walked away.  BUT I wasn't done ... once I spotted he was trying to spit 70 year old game on some chicks, I grabbed my camera and began recording him ... as well as waving at the player.  He was staring me down like I just killed his game.  Oh well ... be nicer.  Later inside as we made our way to the seats, guess who was sitting right behind me?!?!?! My man Robin.  We were like Batman (ME) and Robin (ROBIN). We should have joined up to get some tail as as the dynaminc duo but he hated me.  He looked at Nikki and me as we approached with a glare any retirement home nurse feels when changing old man diaper. He looked disgusted but I had a grin under my giant beard.  This was KARMA ... good for me, bad for him. Once at our seats I grabbed my camera and tried taking a picture of me and Mr. Wonderful behind us. But he again turned away. So Nikki grabs the cell. phone and gets a perfect shot of me and Robin.  Snap! Got it.  He wasn't happy.

Here is my theory ... this man comes to our Convention and tries to act snooty.  Mister you are on our turf so be respectful.  When I go to the "Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous" Convention then I will jock you.  For now slow your horses.

BACK to the FUN on the RED CARPET ...

The Red Carpet walk by the fans seemed about a mile long and FUN AS HELL. I am very fan friendly online but in person it's a whole different ball game. I treat the fans almost like family. These people pay our bills and deserve the proper respect. So that said, I shmoozed like no other. I shot videos of the fans, took pictures with them, socialized with them and yelled back at them. Check out the youtube video below.

Not to brag but I owned the Red Carpet, so did Nikki. She is seriously hot and was all into it. At one point she took off her underwear and tossed it in the crowd. (VIDEO below) The crowd went nuts! So I figured that I should be next. I screamed out, "I'm next!!!" and the whole crowd went, "NO!!!" One guy yells out, "Hey ZZ Top pull your pants down!" I didn't oblige in that kind of dirty talk. But did take a picture with the guy. Some female fans grabbed on me and cat-called me. Yeah these chicks now the deal. At one point some big name porn chicks began passing us up. I decide to yell to the fans while pointing, "They might have bigger names but who is cooler with the fans?!" That raised a giant roar. WTF?! I rather spend my night hanging with fans then snobby "superstars". One chick started sticking her tongue out at me, so I tell her "That's fake! You're faking it! I know when it's fake, I shoot that all the time!" Again Ivan gets a roar. Before heading into the theatre a fan wearing all Steeler gear yells at me something about Steel makes a man. I told him I was a Bengals fan and he yells at me that his team runs the division, so I say "who made the playoffs?!" THEN he pulls up his sleeves to reveal all the Steeler Super Bowl logos tattooed on his arm. He wins! That's my fun for the night, well that and Robin Leech.

Inside they gathered us like cattle and put us in a small bar. The place filled up to the rim. Inside I spotted Francesca Le' and Mark Wood. These two people are amazingly cool, very nice. Francesca and I spent most of our wait talking shop; websites, work, my Ex, Anabolic, Extreme, etc. I never really have had such long and deep conversations with her. It was very nice to share stories from similar backgrounds. Juan Cuba always gives me the biggest compliments. This man knows all my movies and scenes. Have to tell you the last three years at the AEE he has brightened up my spirits with his kind words. Saw the bad ass hot Vannah Sterling who I always enjoy hugs from. It was a potpourri of porn peeps for about an hour then the doors opened and we headed in. To the side of us sat my boy Justice Young and his lady Amy Ried. In front of us sat Sasha Grey. She kept winning awards and I kept getting on camera, bling, hair and all. On one ocasion there was a Close-up of me as I was scratching my face. Nice! I figured since I had my IamIvan.com hat I mind as well try and get it on camera. When I knew the camera was about to go Sasha, I got my hat prepared to make it's Showtime debut. Then boom CU, Sasha Grey as I tried my best to stick my hat in the shot. The next day Tom Byron told me he saw on the screen what I was trying to do. Haha that's right a PR machine, is me.

Inside we sat in front of Mr. Wonderful. And behind us sat Monroe Valentino who did her best to flirt with me. Yup it worked, I was over-heated. And here is the set of pictures of me and her 18 months apart, from different events, different looks and different BLING. The show began with some crunk, 2 Live Crew type rap band. The best part of the performance was these girls hanging off curtains above us. (See the VIDEO below) Pretty Bad Ass. The show was running long as usual. And we were ready to jet at intermission. But first came up Best Female Performer Award. And the awesome Tori Black won it. Her and her guy Tee are some of the nicest people I met in the industry. So when I saw Tee off stage watching Tori accept her trophy, I clicked away with my camera. I wanted to capture this moment for both of them. And I got it. More of this story in part #3.

BTW, Dave Attel was an amazing host.

At 12:30am the intermission came and we headed for the door. I managed to seal a quick hello and hug with Patrick Collins then off we went.

1:00am we arrived at Venetian's Grand Lux Cafe. Along with John Strong we had a wonderful meal before Mr. Brian Pumper arrived. He complimented me on my unusual attire before telling us about some fetish party. When Brian Pumper says Fetish Party with a giant smile, you need to run ... run away!

I got to my room around 3:30am and went to bed next the now sober chick from last night. We actually wound up talking for a few hours before passing out. Day #2 finished in an amazing amount of fun.