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Lunchboxing With The Stars!

One of the prerequisites for induction into the Lunchboxing Chill Mode Posse is that one be "high profile". And what could possibly be more "high profile" than maxing and relaxing with the stars? In this recurring Lunchboxing feature, we will include pictures of celebrities that have been fortunate enough to grace our presence over the years, as well as brief and not-so brief commentaries on the circumstances under which they have had the privelege of being in the same place as us. Remember, Hollywood and beyond: As busy as we Lunchboxers tend to be, we always have time to take a break and pose for a shot with our biggest fans: SUPERSTARS!

Lunch Spot One: Nina Hartley in Vegas

by Travis LoDolce

Eric, Nina, Matt, Travis

The short version of the story is that she wanted me. And I used my thumb, the one held erect in the photo. The long story, the true story, is much longer. And true. Our early February escapade to Las Vegas was easily prepared, as the boys were in that wicked "between jobs" gray area of life. Thankfully the house was kind to us, fattening our light pockets with a steady amount of wins at The Venetian's "Spanish 21" table. While enjoying our paper chase, we noticed a large amount of top heavy women frolicking through the Venetian's gambling area.

Then the dam broke.

The tables were swimming with a porn convention. We collected our belongings and sauntered amongst the exiting participants. Matt did not immediately recognize Nina. Eric noticed her as she brushed past us with her small posse. He seemed familiar with her work. I knew Nina's profile through a college girlfriend. She participated in a pornography class (the social aspects, people!) and assisted in a field trip to a Nina Hartley produced sex film where my lady friend became the "C-Light" operator. In any event we froze. This was possibly the second most well known pornographic film actor next to Ron Jeremy. We asked aloud what we should do. Hide because it was a girl? Follow her from a safe and unimposing distance? Or should we dare sack up and actually speak to her? Ask for a photograph even? Eric, being the oldest and the tallest, was elected our arbitrator. We raced through the crowd. He approached. Nina could not have been more pleasing, unless she had been naked and we were filming some sort of movie. She was aged but still fit for a classic. I asked a very intoxicated man to snap our photo. Matt seems to have taken a real liking to Nina. Lucky dogg Eric also laced his arm around her. I got to hold the photographer's beer bottle, which is hidden in my left hand. Also, I think that man behind Eric wants to play grab-ass.


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