I really did sleep for 12 hours, yikes. That is, after going out to see Cronenberg’s “History of Violence”, which has sex scenes in it that are hotter than any porn I’ve seen in a long time; when was the last time I saw 69, or people having sex with their clothes on — not…
Phew: 21 Hours In LA
21 hours in LA, a lot to share after I get some rest; 3 hours of sleep Wednesday; a little over 4 hours last night… I’m a zombie. Perfect for Halloween. But the ultra-cool thing I waiting for me when I got back was that sexblo.gs asked me to do a self-interview — seriously, check…
Baby Got A Mighty Wind
New design at sexblo.gs
Just in case you haven’t seen it, I just want to point out how much I love/admire/lust/dryhump the new design my friends have whipped up (!) over at sexblo.gs. So excellent.
A Tour of Apple
I was sitting in the huge Apple lobby, past security, in a big overstuffed chair next to my host. We’d just gotten lattes from the little Apple cafe, after a big lunch in the huge Apple cafe across the green, tree-dotted campus, and a tour of Apple Computer. Across the room were two Emmys under…
My life with the Marching Band
I’m convinced I’d be better off dead than famous. Let me explain. I love music. My penchant for horn players is obvious; if not by my continuous line of posts for the past several years involving Hornboy and other brass boys (and smoochable brass girls, and flag team members), then at the very least by…
Tiger man
I’m researching right now, and just found this amazing full rubber enclosure tiger man outfit, complete with cock and ball encasement. Wow.
Whatever Lola wants
From an email I got an hour ago, “I can still feel the imprint of your knee on my back. Yum.” Fever dreams comprise a strange collage of desires, archetypes, memories, fears and wishes; mine began on Friday night at the Center for Sex and Cuture, for the Everything You Know About Sex is Wrong…
Survived the Weekend
I’m about to drop off to bed; I just put a post on Fleshbot. My weekend was really amazing and out of control — for those of you following along at home, I didn’t get my birthday wish, but some kind of wish definitely came true. After some rest I’ll follow up with a proper…
Why I started podcasting
In each interview I’ve done about Open Source Sex, the journaist always asks me why I started podcasting in the first place. Invariably, my answer never ends up in the final piece; likely because it’s not a neat soundbite. Part of the tech-geek-fetish blame falls squarely on the shoulders of Annalee Newitz, who at a…