By the hairy balls of Jesus, I am done with my books.
While I stare at my navel, water my plants, wash my panties and chase my kitten around for a few minutes, check out Xeni’s awesome article on Timothy Archibald’s new book, Sex Machines. I had the chance to meet Timothy for the first time when we both read from Best Sex Writing 2005, and he’s really just one of the nicest guys in the world. His “Sex Machines” essay in my book is awesome, his blog is great… buy or steal his fabulous book.
Speaking of sex machines, I judged ComBots last weekend — my pictures begin here — loved the driveable popcorn bot. I judged both days in 8″ fetish heels (demurely beneath my tight black boot cut sweats). I met some amazing people, including sexy Sean Kelly (who I interviewed here), a woman who judged for BattleBots and has been in robotics for 20 years, and many awesome guys and girls who makes cool robots. I judged the final round of competition, and let me tell you, being responsible for a $10,000 cash prize is beyond nerve-racking. And yes, Dave Caulkins (whose personal money it was; they might have broken even on the event) played the music from battle of the Death Star during the combat. The guy who lost was *pissed off*.
Now, a drink. Tomorrow, email and figuring out Skype — you won’t believe who’s letting me interview them…
