
I was supposed to be working for like ten different people today and instead I added a very long list of (overdue) links to my site — they’re groupe-groped on my front page right now, and already folded into my links page. I’ve also made a new note on my link policies, making clear what I thought was obvious, which is *no reciprocal links* so hopefully I’ll stop getting those annoying and unethical “I’ve added you, now you add me” emails.
Cool find of the day: the sex furniture at Extreme Restraints. What’s a girl gotta do to get a review copy of an Adjustable Spanking Bench!? (Note: this site carries crappy and dangerous Anal Eze, desensitizing creams and “shrink cream”, all of which are really really bad to use on your genitals. I’m not saying to shop here, just marvel at and fantasize about the neato furniture, like The Anal Impaler, which is WAY safer than the Anal Eze.)
Get your copy of Harmful to Minors: The Perils of Protecting Children From Sex ready and watch Xeni debate porn, the “Child Online Protection Act” and your privacy rights on CNN tonight. Feel free to thump Judith Levine’s excellent book every time someone says something stupid about porn creating child molesters and Xeni reminds them that porn is made for, made by, performed by and enjoyed by *adults*…

The set begins here.

* San Francisco sex luminaries lose favorite San Francisco eatery: yesterday at 8:30pm a Buick plowed into Carol and Robert’s favorite restaurant, Cafe delle Stelle. Fortunately they were not in their customary window seat; all injured are in stable condition.
* Blame it on the valet: a lesson in choosing your valet wisely, a la Craigslist — because only car owners should get laid by stinky hos in their own ride.
* Porn star Anna Malle died in a car crash on wednesday; she wasn’t wearing a seat belt on a Nevada road that has seen over 11 accident related deaths in the past six months.
* My hero of the moment: 17-year-old Marina Gatto, Bay Area high school gay marriage activist who routinely gets her pride flag burned and her car keyed by hostile fellow students.
* Actual car sex positions. (Hideous illustrations, but it’s cute they used a VW Beetle. What are they saying about VW owners?)
* For the solo driver there’s the Deluxe Auto Vibe, powered via cigarette lighter — though purists should note it *will* compete with your automotive iPod power source.
* Another one for the fetish files: how to have sex with a car. Yes, *with*. The hot tailpipe should be obvious, but I guess it never hurts to spell it out.
* And there’s always Car Stuck Girls (photo via carstuckgirls.com); or Maxx Manboeuf’s utter dedication to the Japanese “Race Queen” (as in, race cars).
Update: irony of ironies — the night of this post (last night) I got a flat and had to change a tire in Chinatown in the pouring rain. At least I had the sound of Chinese New Year fireworks to keep me going… So when I got home I ordered Chinese delivery :)

The pope (Joey Ratz!) is totally going to put a fatwa on my head: the Spanish translations of my fellatio and cunnilingus books are out in print! Yay and hooray for El Arte del Sexo Oral: Felacion and El Arte del Sexo Oral 2: Cunnilingus la Guia Definitiva. The publisher is in Spain, so the resources are filled with all kinds of great Spanish sex resources; what’s most exciting to me is seeing these books on their merry way into the hands of Catholic citizenry in all Spanish-speaking countries. Especially including my own state of California, where 1 in 4 speak Spanish. But considering how pissed off Focus on the Family (and the Pro-Life Coalition!) was about the fellatio book, I can only imagine that my popular brand of all-orienations, nonjudgmental sex ed will cause some sort of (admittedly cool) ruckus. But I found out from my publisher that this is only a sample of the subverison to come: I’m celebrating tonight the news that my oral sex books, with all their lip-licking revelations and enthusiatic blowjobs — are about to be translated into Turkish. In Turkey. Wow. Cause they *love* the head there. Though for sure I’ll probably never be able to travel in that country.

Also, today I took a swipe at the SF Chronicle on SFist for the fact that their journalists can’t even be bothered to click a link — or learn the (huge) difference between a podcast and a pay for play radio show.
Read: SFisting: Our Famous Local Sex Podcasters, For Reals

10 January 2006
If I was a smoker, I'd have a cigarette right now. Macworld was exciting: I saw the new 1" PowerMacPro laptops, the uber-fast iMacs (both with built-in iSight). But aside from all the glitz, bling, booths that wouldn't let me take photos, pseudo-booth-babes, cars that let you watch your iPod […]
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10 January 2006
...Macworld! Besides the frustrations of iTunes' automations, my friends at Apple sent me an exhibit hall pass. (And I see I'm now listed as an "auhtor" in iTunes, yay!) So I'm off to see what's new, say hi, and take photos -- and get a bag full of free […]
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