Month: March 2005

Before I crash into my nice, snuggly bed I found this awesome Flash fun (may be older, but new to me). MC Hawking: A Brief History of Rhyme. Aw, yeah! I’ll be one of pimp Hawking’s beeyatches! Plus, yummy-looking candy bra and g-string that I really want. And porn: a very hot girl. (nsfw; lame…

Here in this photo I present two of possibly the greatest computer deviants of our times, Karen and Macki, totally dorking out while making mud pies out of carcinogenic epoxy, on a collapsing paper plate, mixed by way of ruining a perfectly good screwdriver. We really shouldn’t let them off the computers… I am beat,…

This is really amazing, in a “I can’t believe how lame people can be” kind of way. A fan just wrote me to tell me that my podcast address has been hijacked, and the guy is saying really bad things about me: “Hi Violet, Something VERY strange just happened. I was sitting at my laptop,…

Well okay, I’m actually featured in a superlative piece on sexual frustration by Martin Downs; I really like the context Downs gave the topic and it covers pleasure, rather than health (read: no “take a pill” mentality). It even includes same-sex couples! Cool! Now I will run around my living room in tight little circles…

There were way too many funny entries, so enjoy the three excellent winning captions and indulge yourself with the runner-ups… The top three, in order: “This was a gift to the President from Jeff Gannon.” –Noka, US “You see, Mrs. Bush, the Exxxtreme 3000 dildo has a flared base, which was the reason we were…

As of tonight, my reign of terror on Fleshbot is over. Well, mostly. I’ve been filling in for Jonno for five nonstop days (of working from am to… am) and it has completely consumed me; add to this a very stressful wrap-up with my Best Sex Writing book that is still managing to be stressful…

My pussy has a first name. It’s B-r-i-t-n-e-y. It’s okay, she can’t spell. My pussy does not have a last name, for obvious legal reasons. And today I found out that my pussy can write. To my great dismay, she wrote me this letter: Hey Violet, hihihi! Omigawd, how are you? I’m like, totally fine…

Last night Jonno gave me the keys to Fleshbot and cut me loose — I’ve been totally freaking out and shaking like an heiress’ inbred pooch ever since. He’s on his way to LA to cover the GayVN’s, and after a week of me feeding him 4-6 posts a day, with him as a sassy…