getting found.

Quickly and happily, I’d like to report that my blog comes up as #5 on a google search when you query “piss in her asshole”.
Someone searched those words and found this post, with this Q&A in it:
“So, a custie called today wondering if it’s okay and safe for her male partner to piss in her [...]

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my eyes hurt.

“I cannot go to the supermarket and look at a cucumber and not think of pornography”-Dr. Gail Dines
So it’s late, and I’ve been staring at my computer for about an hour and a half, watching talks from an anti-pornography conference. Why? I don’t know! It’s something I do, for fun, from where or why I [...]

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sex positivity, roughly.

I’ve recently started picturing other people having sex, usually while they’re talking to me. I imagine them naked, I imagine them grabbing someone else’s body with their sweaty hands, I quickly try to figure out what they sound like when they moan. Contrary to what this might imply to most people, I am [...]

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pearl necklaces and sleepy times.

As I write this, “Girls Love Girls 3″ is playing in the top left hand corner of my screen. I am so tired, and not really in the mood to watch fake lesbo sex, but I need to return my review copies and write up what I think, so pseudolesbos must be viewed.
(real quick fyi: [...]

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dirty water.

(Yes, I promised sex, but)
I had another flying dream last night. I don’t remember what was going on other than me barely reaching the tops of pine trees, grabbing the tips of the tops with my hands, and then smelling my hands, noting the pine-fresh scent. When I told this to my girl [...]

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waiting.

You’re not, are you, all small group of loyal readers? I’ve had one draft of one post waiting, and I don’t know how to write it. Me, not know how to write something? It’s weird, I know. Not because I think I’m the greatest, most able writer around, but because I’m pretty [...]

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write and, well, fuck.

Thursday night I ventured back into my old store for an “event”(quotes because such “events” used to mean evenings of keeping the creepy dudes away from both the wine and the Center for Sex and Culture interns, who follow Carol Queen as if by being around her they would absorb more than her good vibes [...]

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eating out.

First, can I point out how fantastic the Frameline ads are this year? In big letters you see “I EAT OUT” and then little letters “before the movie”, or “I ENJOY HAPPY ENDINGS”. I want this shirt, please. So true, it is.
Second, I made a happy dinner tonight of purple mashed potatoes (remember the [...]

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gentle observations.

In no order of importance whatsoever:
-Listening to Top Chef judges get so serious, saying things like “The top part of my steak was cooked a little more than the bottom, and I am a stickler for evenly cooked meat” makes me laugh. Really? You’re a stickler? For evenly cooked meat? And how did [...]

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you can not have everything.

I’m over my phone being a prude. I try to type fuck and I get duck. Why the hell would I write duck in a text message? Why the hell would anyone write duck in a text message? Fuck. I want to write fuck and I cannot. This is dumb.
What else is dumb? Hybrid SUVs. [...]

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