So what would our dear Craig's porn name have been? You reveal that it would have been Rusty Trombone. And then you mentioned the name Kitty Tuba for a woman. Silly me, I giggled. Now, based on an internet quiz I once took, I'd be Naughty Starr Brite. I kind of like it.
Since expiring, er...inquiring minds want to know, the reason you turned down a role in the softcore flick was because the former Mrs. Ferguson saw the word nipple in the script and vetoed the movie. Personally, I think the fact you consulted her about the potential job tells a lot about the kind of man you are. I find that very attractive in a man. Rooowr.
Back to porn, though. Do you really think it's too mainstream these days? On one hand, I think you may be right. "Porn is too easy, access is too easy." It can demystify sex. You said, "sex should be naughty and private." And then you said something about giant underpants. If you're looking for granny panties, Craig, well, I think I have some of those...never mind.
Anyhow, back to the subject at hand. Porn is available at the click of a mouse or the touch of a button these days. It can be rather unreal and impersonal. On the other hand (I think I'm up to three), porn has made it okay to talk about sex. If something allows you to open up to your significant other about your desires, that's a good thing, isn't it? If you can talk about intimate sexual needs, you should be able to talk about anything and everything else.
The monologue continued on. "I'm a method actor!" You cried. You'd want to feel your art. "I was kicked out of an art museum for fondling a statue." Oh, to be a concrete blonde in that museum!
Of course, you had to add "porn, it doesn't really hover my craft."
What the entire monologue boiled down to was: "Porn is like being hungry and being shown a picture of a cake. You can't have the cake."
Porn is tricky subject, but I think you handled it deftly. I doubt you upset anyone with your thoughts. Then again, if anyone was offend, what were they doing up so late anyway?