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Shoot Date: January 29, 2006
 Just over two years ago, I bought a 10,000 square foot building in Las Vegas for SCM's new home, and finally, last month, we got approved in plans check to start the complete floor-to-ceiling remodel. Loan paperwork is currently in process, and hopefully, sometime in early 2008, a state of the art, entirely designed for us, two million dollar production facility will be in place.
But that's still to come... first, let's flashback to January
2006. The building had been owned by us for seven months,
but without any active tenants (as there are lots of hoops
to jump for an adult production company), transients had
very much moved into the area.  They
had stolen the circuit breakers out of the electrical box, so no
lights were on the property at night, and they'd used a makeshift
ladder to climb on the roof and steal the guts of the air conditioners
to sell the parts. Sleeping bags and belongings dotted the
landscape, and the remaining layout of the interior of
the building was creepy as well. It had seemingly been built by
some family out of a horror movie... with a random sewing machine
left on the counter and steps built at irregular heights and depths
seemingly going no where.
And so, as long as we didn't get killed for real, it was perfect for a horror movie. <G>
A week before the interior demolition was to occur, Brett and Dean met me and we headed to the building.
The video starts there, outside the building, with an exterior shot of the front and its slip shod paint job.  An astute observer will curiously notice a brand new parking lot in front of the still rough looking building. It'd be a shame and a complete waste if that same parking lot would be destroyed a few weeks later with heavy trucks and dumpsters for an interior demolition, wouldn't it? -- Remember when I said there were government imposed hoops to be jumped?
Anyway, inside the building with the brand new yet soon to be destroyed parking lot, I started talking to the guys.
"Yeah, no wait, I'm kidding. Every video I start with 'so yeah'."
 "But uh..."
"Yeah, so..."
"So,
we're here in the, uh, new home of StraightCollegeMen.com as glorious as it is. It's, uh, got no electricity, and uh..."
"It's a work in process," Dean added.
"It's a work in prog..cess, but, uh, soon, it will be the, uh..."
"The structure will be erect," Brett clarified. <g>
"So, uh, yeah, probably next week actually, this whole place is going to get gutted... for now, it's a little on the creepy side."
"Once you start going into these nooks and crannies, it's a little dark." I went on talking about the building as I'd been there several times, finding it a little unnerving in the day but especially unsettling at night. 
"Bums everywhere," Dean interjected a few sentences later.
"Transient people are everywhere," I politically correctized his statement. <g>
Yet having just done  that, like I said before, the place had practically become overrun with folks who thought the new SCM home was their unpaid living quarters. The prior tenants of the building left a short bus in the back of the property, too, and someone had even moved into it. "There's even a guy, like, living in the bus in the back."
Of course, this was to be a horror movie of sorts, so I figured we needed to be brave and possibly get scared: "So, uh, so yeah, let's go, let's go explore the bus a little bit."
I told the guys to bring a lantern and we headed towards the back of the building.
Before getting to the back door, though, we went into one of the darkened rooms... and the guys began kicking holes in the wall.
"OK, that hole was not there a second ago," I laughed. <g> 
I didn't care obviously, but I did find it amusing how much destroying things is for what they immediately went. <g>
"I know, what more could straight guys want than..."
"Straight men aggression!" Brett interrupted with a hole kick to the wall. <g>
Then, after exploring a few of the rooms and kicking a few holes, we headed outside through the one way "it immediately locks behind you" emergency exit door.
Just outside the doorway were blankets and in the distance next to the bus was a shopping cart.
  
"First one to spot human feces wins," Brett said in his trademark style of gallows humor.
"What is all this stuff?" I asked.
"Bum stuff," Brett replied.
"This is scary," I followed as we walked closer to the bus.
"See, look, they tore up the electric thing here," I told Brett as I pointed to the electric panel.
 "Why?"
"So there's no light at night."
"Who did that?" he asked.
"The bums."
"The bums did that?"
"Yeah, they ripped out all the, uh..."
"Fuckers."
"Yeah, I know."
"Why would they do that? 'Cause they're mad? 'Cause you kicked 'em out?" he continued.
"No, 'cause there's no light in the..."
"Oh, so you can't see them," he said as he figured it all out.
"Yeah, at night there were lights all around..."
We continued walking towards the bus and Dean further investigated.
 I peeked inside the window with the camera, but no one was in the bus currently.
Still wondering who was around some corner or hiding beneath a blanket, though, I wanted to get back inside. "OK, well, let's get back in the building 'cause I still don't like it out here."
 We walked back to the doorway, dodging the debris, then back semi-safe inside the building, I had the guys once again sit on the floor...
The tongue in cheek horror was soon to begin... 
But you've got to watch the video if you want to know what happened. <g>
Damn, I love my technical-difficulties horror movie and Brett gives it to Dean in the ass job! <G>
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