Ask, and… yeah.

What’s great is that I was about to randomly post this gallery of Stoya and Astrid and their strap-on session for no reason other than the chemistry is hot, I’m procrastinating work on two anthologies, it would make for a gratuitous porn post and I’m always trying to think of reasons for justifying my porn surfing habits by making such posts, I’m still cranky about blogging ethics discussions and sex writing attitudes (and being called an “activist” for the wrong reasons)… and so, also, I’m still camped out on this hot boy’s couch reading erotica for like the [redacted]th week in a row working on more fucking books about fucking…

My brain is thinking “jump or fall” about so many things at once. With random sparks. Like wanting to never use caps again on my blog (for no other reason that I am *at war* against the shift key), but I know that’s annoying for anyone to read. Wanting to do a post about speaking at LeWeb in December, but moreseo wanting to start work on that talk now because it’s going to funny and entertaining and full of sex/tech goodness and I can’t wait to get into the work, to sink into it, rehearse it, play with it. And also start on a talk that’s in my back pocket I’m putting together about community management in crisis situations and bringing together diverse communities and navigating member/user individualization while still addressing how community managers tactfully, effectively and textually manage “who speaks for ‘we'” (I bring so much to this from working in sex ed and LGBT communities it’s a goldmine of guidance and ideas; I actually have a fistful of handwritten notes with me at all times about this in case I get a chance to start formalizing the talk). I also have the running dialogue in the back of my head that at LeWeb I’ll be sharing a stage with some serious historical figures, and part if me actually thinks, unpublish this, bitches.

And then I get a comment here, “more kissing girls, please.” And like many of you, I think “aaaahhhh. kissing girls. girls kissing. so simple.” Here you go, click image to get to the full gallery:

I love putting porn in a post that’s not actually about sex. No one ever knows what to do with it. Such a simple disruption method. Plus it’s good handpicked porn that I happen to be enjoying personally, not inserted in a post just for the banal sake of it. It’s like you’re hanging out in my head: always NSFW, and always tricky to link to.