Just read a fantastic article at Guardian UK about Ang Lee’s upcoming new film Lust, Caution — which is causing the usual fuss due to its NC-17 rating, but Lee isn’t flinching. In a related coincidence, or not, yesterday afternoon Tony Comstock sent me an excited email about a long phone conversation he’d just had with Joan Graves, Chairwoman of CARA, the MPAA’s ratings body. I replied, you gonna blog that?

He did, here. Now I really want to see Lee’s film. (Not related to my new book, Lust.)

Published with permission, names changed to protect the defilers of the sacred phone innocent. (Image via; get more here and here.) More after the jump — they really get it on. As it happened:

SW: kt: lets have iphone secks
SW: yours has a female condom on already
kt: ok
kt: no
kt: I took it off
SW: oh
SW: shit
kt: I want to live on the edge
SW: well
SW: we can go barescreen
kt: mmm
kt: well, I have a screen protector on
SW: warming lube?
kt: i guess that’s like a dental dam or something
SW: heh
SW: only 94% effective like VCF
SW: its been on for at least 15 mins right?
kt: yea yea
SW: kk
SW: lets do it baby yeah
SW: show me your ipod app
SW: oh yes
SW: coverflow me!
SW: let me put in my contacts list
kt: uhhh
kt: jammm
kt: that “uhhh” was supposed to be a “sexy” uhh , not a “uhhh, what the fuck are you doing to my cat and why are your pants off?” uhhh
kt: sorry if that was unclear.
SW: ok
SW: mmm
SW: what next baby
kt: baby, let’s put this hot shit on youtube
SW: oh yeah
kt: it’s against the TOS, but it’s so fuckin’ hot, I want the whole world to see
SW: oh baby i’m transcoding! i’m all the way in h.264
kt: fuck ya, that’s hot
SW: oh yeah
kt: HD doesn’t only stand for high-def
SW: we’re on wifi
SW: so we can use that big rock hard pipeline
SW: stream all that data deep inside your buffers
kt: oooh, I hope someone sniffs my packets
* SW licks packets

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It has all the right keywords… except this Violet disagrees about the blowjob part.

Image: Macworld (nee Moscone) is not on the list. You all know how I feel about Macworld.

I’m getting sweet *and* unflinchingly mean email about this one. Whatever. I was just having fun. In the SFO stall. By myself. Really. Anyway, here’s a snip from the middle of my Chron/SF Gate column this week, The Ten Worst Places to Have Sex in San Francisco:

6. Any street not on Google Street View (yet)

Go to Google Street View for San Francisco. Go to Streetviewr, which collects “interesting” Street View moments. If it’s not on Street View yet, it will be at any moment, so unless you want to become a Street View porn star, stick to streets already mapped. Think about it.

5. Capp and 17th

When I park my car there, the girls run up, see I’m also a girl, then wave and smile before moving on about their business. And I don’t think they’re collecting for the Stop AIDS Dining Out for Life fund. They know it’s smarter to conduct their business elsewhere, and you should, too. Oh, the ambiance!

4. Sir Francis Drake Hotel rooms

Even if you’re so out of your mind with lust that you’re ready to hand over your plastic at the Drake for a tumble between their fugtastical sheets, know that you can replicate the experience you’re about to have thusly: Get really aroused. Take 10 hits of acid and watch a Cirque Du Soleil video for five hours straight while trying to masturbate wrapped in a pirate-themed Bed Bath and Beyond Bed in a Bag. Throw up on the walls. Cry. Pass out. Wake up wearing the outfit of a footman for a horse-drawn carriage and swear on your life that you are going to shrink-wrap your genitals A.S.A.P.

3. The sidewalk in front of my apartment during Folsom Weekend

Or Pink Saturday. Or Halloween. (Thankfully, this year will be spooge- and spent-shell-casing-free.) Yes, I live in the Castro, but just because we have a rep for sexual tolerance does not mean we want you to use our lovely, topiary-festooned, clean doorways as your personal, one-stop, grope’n'poke. And yes, that also means you hets, whom I’ve seen doing this way more than the boys. Get a room. A tasteful one.

2. IKEA

OK, so it’s technically not in The City, but if trips to Emeryville, the scent of Swedish meatballs and being surrounded by furniture thrust together with all those little wooden pegs in holes gets your motor going, IKEA’s your fetish fantasyland. But honestly, when a warehouse contains an acre of hidey-holes that virtually scream Scandinavian bordello theme rooms, it’s tough not to want to try out a little bouncy-bouncy on the Bedktig — or in the Showeraaaaang. However, you will most certainly get tossed by security by the time you set up your Love Swing in the Fjelldal.

Link.

Coincidental side note: I helped a friend assemble a Fjelldal bed last night. It’s totally sturdy enough for a sex sling.

It’s a classic: her profile said 18, in reality she was 14, he had sex with her and got caught and tried to blame the website for not policing its members. But a federal judge in Ohio ruled it’s not the website’s fault (in a 29-page ruling). A much more eloquent analysis is over at Ars Technica (though the author is sadly afraid of the word “sex”), snip:

Be careful when hooking up with other “adults” online - even if they say they’re 18, you’ll be the one in hot water if they turn out to be 14 instead. That’s the opinion of a federal judge in Ohio, who dismissed a suit last week against SexSearch.com, a web site that hosts personals ads by people who are looking for sex. The plaintiff, who went by John Doe due to the very personal nature of the suit, accused the site and its owners of negligent misrepresentation, fraud, and breach of warranty, but Judge Jack Zouhary ruled that the site and its alleged transgressions were protected under the 1996 Communications Decency Act.

It all goes back to 2005, when Doe became a paying member of SexSearch.com in order to find… well, you know. He eventually met another paying member on the site, a woman who is named in the court documents as Jane Roe. Roe had completed her profile on the site with a recent and authentic picture, a birth date that indicated that she was over 18, and a statement that she was looking for someone “who could last for a long time.” The two eventually decided to meet, with Doe going over to Roe’s abode in November of 2005 to engage in… well, you know.

Things were all well and good, and the two had even lost contact after a short period of time. Until one night a month later, that is, when Doe found his house surrounded by police—it turned out that Roe was merely 14. Doe was arrested and charged with three separate accounts of unlawful sexual conduct with a minor, and he currently faces up to 15 years in prison as well as a lifetime registration as a sexual offender. Doe was publicly named for engaging in sexual relations with a minor, which he said ruined his reputation as a law-abiding citizen and caused him to lose his job. All in all, Doe’s case sounds like the worst nightmare of almost anyone who has searched for a “casual” relationship with someone online.

Doe’s complaint places blame for the entire series of events on the shoulders of SexSearch.com, which he says misrepresented itself by displaying the phrase “all persons within this site are 18+.” Since SexSearch.com also reserved the right to modify member profiles that it believed to be misleading or underage, Doe said that it was negligent and deceptive since it allowed Roe’s profile and photo to remain on the site. Basically, if the site had discovered Roe’s real age and subsequently prevented her from posting on the site, none of this would have ever happened.

Link. (thanks, Praemedia!)

I am about to shriek with laughter. Oh crap, now I’m crying with giggles. Nervous twitchers beware! I better run down to the Castro and tell the guys that semaphore is *so* last year’s airport restroom. Snip from ABC News’ Secret Signals: How Gay Men Cruise for Sex:

While many Americans may only be vaguely familiar with the idea of “cruising,” there is a secret world of sex between men that exists in public places across the country.

The police officer who arrested Sen. Larry Craig, R-Idaho, in a men’s restroom at the Minneapolis airport for allegedly looking to engage in gay sex wrote in his June report that he “recognized a signal used by persons wishing to engage in lewd conduct.”

Craig tapped his foot up and down and swiped his hand underneath the bathroom stall in which the undercover cop was sitting, according to the police report.

Those actions led to Craig’s arrest by Detective Dave Karsnia and the senator’s guilty plea to a disorderly conduct charge. Craig told reporters today that he did nothing inappropriate and said his guilty plea was a mistake.

Public places like men’s restrooms, in airports and train stations, truck stops, university libraries and parks, have long been places where gay and bisexual men, particularly those in the closet, congregate in order to meet for anonymous sex.

Over time, people familiar with cruising told ABCNEWS.com, gay men began using a codified system of signals to indicate to others that they were interested in sex. In an effort to curb lewd acts in public - or as some gays argue, in an effort to persecute gay men - undercover police began sting operations in places known for sex soliciting and employed the same codes.

Link.

See also: Larry Craig Ruins Hot Public Sex For The Rest Of Us and ya know, I told ya so.

Update: my dear friend Lori Selke tells me, “(…) the actions Larry
Craig is described as taking follow almost *exactly* the procedure described
in Everything You Wanted To Know About Sex But Were Afraid To Ask. Just
thought you might be amused to know…”.

That book was originally published in 1969! (Most recent printing, 2000.) Oh, and I’m sure you’ve seen it, but don’t miss the ABC Larry Craig ‘gay signals’ reenactment (video by local news team), with a woman carefully placed in the middle as the literal wall of heterosexual reinforcement. Or to fulfill my hot news anchor woman-gloryhole fantasies. Not sure which.

This is so flattering — smooches to Sean for taking the photo (and I mean it). Come As You Are in Toronto did a whole window display using some of my books! Hoo-ray!!! Thank you!

I’m finally feeling better, for those who have been following my flu progress. Fevers, 15-hour sleep-a-thons, and finally today I woke up feisty, able to speak and ready to cause some trouble. Or do a lot of work, ugh. Oh — and after eighteen phone calls and numerous reapplications through the most insane bureaucracy ever, I’ll finally, as of September 1, be a blogger with health insurance. Phew. The whole four-month process was almost as fun as having a cup of hot coffee thrown in my face.

Random: this totally sex nerdy transcript of a Beverly Whipple interview about the G-spot made one of my fever nights very pleasant. It is so, totally, amazingly, obsessively fascinating. Seriously. She still, after all these years, kicks major G-spot ass (or something like that). She wrote the OG G-spot book in 1982, which tells scientifically, anatomically and medically what it is — while mine tells you how to have fun with it. I was so happy to read her recent interview and see everything concur with my book’s foundations. Research, reaffirmation, yay. Now I really want to geek out on her newer book The Science of Orgasm.

“Dobbs dick” should be a euphemism for something….

Having the flu and a laptop is a strangely productive/unproductive experience.

But, that aside, my Amazon astore is up and running, with tons of books, a few very sexy videos and even a few sex toys and accessories. A tour:

The featured pages are where I’ll be putting all the new and just-discovered stuff (like Visions Within the Mechanism), and upcoming titles (like Best Sex Writing 2008 and Best Women’s Erotica 2008). And cheap Liquid Silk, nice.

The ensuing categories are pretty self-explanatory, muchly based on my work as book and video copywriter/reviewer at Good Vibes for almost 8 years, plus my active involvement in the sex ed, porn, sex blog and sex lit scene during and since my time there. I get a lot of emails asking for sex advice and book recommendations. I think that this custom store is a great way for people to find literature to help navigate their own individuated sexualities, and most indy outlets just can’t afford to stock complete sex libraries anymore. That’s where Amazon comes in to carry the weight. And for sex toys: even if you buy your sex gear from somewhere much more dedicated and serious than Amazon’s slim, less-informed pickings that I’ve included, that’s a really good thing — I hope you’ll give your money to places like Mr. S / Madame S, Stockroom, Good Vibes, Babeland, Blowfish and all the other indy sex shops I love before you plunk down cash to a corporation.

That said — the toys I put in my store are very limited in range, and high-end. There were *no* reputable harness makers on Amazon, so buy a harness and good silicone dicks from my pals at the aforementioned indy stores.

So dig the featured products I’m intrigued with right now — Church of the Subgenius condoms (OMG Bob’s on ur dick!), and other art condoms like Winston Smith condoms, Ron English condoms, Robert Williams condoms, Trevor Brown condoms, Peter Bagge Hate condoms, and more. Kewl.

I can’t believe it — but have lovely reader N to thank (or kiss, or leg-hump) for sending me this tonight…. Okay, when I went to the Seattle amateur porn competition HUMP! last year, I saw one of the funniest porn videos I’ve ever, ever seen. But — HUMP! is all anonymous, and all videos are destroyed in front of the audience at the festival’s conclusion. But now Getting a Leg Up In Porn has surfaced!

Last year I wrote about Getting A Leg Up, saying:

It was really interesting to see such an open call for porn, by the people, for the people, under the guarantee of anonymity, and see the results. The ideas and interpretations of porn were all over the place — beautiful and arty, way too arty like a Calvin Klein commercial, scary swinger Renfaire in the tract home come fetish porn, full-on scripted shorts, animated shorts, montages of stills set to music — some of these things were shockingly well done. Like the second place winner, which blew my mind: Getting a Leg Up In Porn is a laugh-out-loud hilarious black and white homage to 16mm doumentary/short instructional/industrial films, where the female protagonist is warned about the pitfalls of a career in porn in order to be successful. It’s crazy-funny watching her practice for facials with a squirt gun and mayonnaise packets… among many other super-smart satirical scenarios based on porn’s S&P’s. (This fine film was just made available on DVD for $10 — email/PayPal barlosss@yahoo.com, and see images here and here.)

Happy happy skip skip!!!! It’s soooooo good and nerdy and adorable! It’s linked here, and embedded after the jump. I hope it’s cool with everyone involved with the film…

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Sitting here with laptop and Theraflu, giving myself RSI with my breaking-down iBook…

If you want to see what I’m doing (besides sleeping for 11 hours at a stretch), I’m building and playing with the official Tiny Nibbles Amazon store. It’s all my personal picks — gotta do something with a brain full of all the books I’ve read. And movies I’ve watched. And maybe I’ll add some sex toys too. I’m working on it right this very minute, so it’s in no way final, finished or in order. More categories forthcoming, etc. Still, let me know what you think.

Just thought you’d want to see what I was up to right now. Besides laying down all sickly like with a bad attitude. And if you think I’m a sell out for choosing Amazon, well — you can pretty much bite my creamy white ass. I lost 7 months of income this year thanks to the book distro bankruptcy last december, and Amazon lets me offer the world something no one else is online (or can afford to): a hyooge sex book resource store compiled by a professional, non-judgmental, sex-positive, pro-porn, all-orientations lovin’ sex educator (me!). And, Amazon has many erotic movies you won’t find in regular porn outlets. Interesting.

Also in V Magazine (#48) spied in my dentist’s office tuesday. Yes, I have the coolest dentist, ever. Whole foot fetish set is at Bela’s site.

Is what I have. Blogging forecast: unknown.

As seen in V Magazine #46.

Only gallery I like from the Hegre email this week: Alya in white panties (above). I’m realizing that people in clothing (even if juts a little bit) is way hotter than fully nude — unless I get to take their clothes off, of course.

The other hot pretty girl, specialized fetish find of my week: Beauty and Braces. Stylish paysite (that I am *not* affiliated with) that has a few decent samples, no creepy “teen” stuff, and some really sexy images, like this:

All the info is here; ticket page is here. Check out what everyone’s going to be talking about — and wow, I’m intrigued to meet Mark Dery. This is going to be an incredible sex, porn and tech conference — I’m so proud to be a participant. y4y!!!

Image via Petit Reveur.

For my SF Gate/Chronicle column this week, Burning Man and safer sex: Free your mind, but watch out for crabs the comments are off the scale and my inbox is flooded. The good news: the email is all praise! Email comments are along the lines of, “LOL! Hysterical writing style ….verbiage is outstanding and entertaining!!!” You’ll apparently either love my article or hate it… here’s a snip; there’s more in the piece about safer sex tips in the land of dust and lust:

While attendees of the yearly arts festival known as Burning Man come from all over the nation and the world, the impact of the costly desert bacchanalia is felt pretty strongly around San Francisco. Many rejoice at the sudden lack of rich hippies and art cars dripping Barbie heads and Legos onto the roads when fog breaks down cheap art-store epoxy, and the ease with which one can get brunch in the Mission. There are virtually no white dudes with dreadlocks for seven square miles. San Francisco smug levels ratchet back to tolerable in the absence of arty hipster trust fund brats and Web 2.0 lets-resurrect-Pets.com-as-a-vlog leeches. Super annoying guys don’t hit on me in bars assuming I know what the hell they’re talking about when they use terms like “the burn,” “the man” and “off the grid.”

And at house parties, there are no chicks that become uncontrollably drunk and then attempt to show you how they can “fire dance,” accidentally setting fire to the host’s potted plant/small dog/infant.

(…) Here at home among clinic workers and sex hotline operators, our thoughts are about the souvenirs that keep on giving long after the man has burned, you’ve thrown away a car full of garbage at a “leave no trace” event, and the ozone has thinned a bit more. Maybe it’s a coincidence that local health workers have complained to me that they think there’s a noticeable increase in STD testing around the Bay Area after Labor Day weekend, presumably from those who found bliss and new friends for life (of the genital virus variety) while spreading the, um, love and art at Black Rock City. According to one local clinic worker who requested anonymity for this piece, “What we usually see is both a weekly trend and a seasonal trend in STD and pregnancy testing. For example, Mondays are always the day we get lots of requests for Plan B. We see a huge rise in pregnancy and STD testing (and, more telling than the number of tests, the number of positive results) in the summer and around the holidays.” Holidays like Christmas — or Labor Day? To wit: The Man might be burning, but so is your ass. It’s no wonder the attendees are called “burners.”

Think about it. Before you go, have mock-Burning Man sex, just for fun. Lube up a condom with playa dust or the kitty litter of your choosing. Have anonymous sex with people who haven’t showered or used a functional bathroom in a week; This is easily accomplished around Stanyan and Haight. Have a theme party featuring creative enlightenment peppered with drug busts, heatstroke and, um, community. Dolores Park is a good location for the last three on that list.

I have a lot of friends who go to Burning Man. But before you end up at Herpes Camp holding a cardboard sign that reads “will trade ice for antibiotics and Famvir,” pack your safer-sex gear, boundaries and some sexual common sense along with that fabulous outfit you’re about to ruin with dust and sweat.

Link.

Update: Retro erotica that was here before is no more — while the original images in this post were playful, pre-1970 and non-explicit, Flickr censored them. Hope you got to see them for a minute. Linking to Flickr is like linking to Tripod pages.

Instead, I’ll send you over to Erotica Photographica, where you can view and purchase some tasteful and quite beautiful professional 3D anaglyphs and stereoscopic (and *very* explicit, in some cases) erotic images from a couple of different photographers.

Anaglyphs by Boris Starosta:

Stereo maid training by John DuPret:

“Now where did I put those glasses,” writes the irrepressibly cute boy who sent me this (afore mentioned) Flickr 3D retro eros set tonight last night.

I remain respectfully comment (and glasses) free. But check out 3D Beauty, too.

This time it’s their service Blogger, which has just marked famous UK sex blogger Girl With A One Track Mind as a spam blog, has blocked her from posting, and has threatened to delete her blog. Hell, she only *writes* about sex (no visual porn on her site) — and is one of the first and best known of the first-wave sex blog authors. Can anyone help her? She’s part of our history and a heroine to many (and after what the British tabloids did to her, she really doesn’t deserve this). Damn you, Blogger! When will these big companies learn the difference between erotica and porn spam (or have community liaisons for the communities they serve)?

Update: back to normal. GWAOTM writes, “I just wanted to let you all know I have been finally let back in to my blog and am now able to update - hurrah.

Bloody fed up with how this all happened: think I shall have to migrate off Blogger very very soon…

Thank you all for all your help, advice and support: I really appreciate it.”

Photo taken with my Helio Ocean.

We’re number one! (Sorry, New York, who came in at #2.) And guess what — because SF topped the Forbes Best Cities For Singles list, I have the feature article!

Read my (omgomg) Forbes article, San Fran’s Sexy Solo Scene.

It goes down nice and smooth with my recent Chronicle column, Sleepless in San Francisco - Top places to flirt in The City.

Porn is legal in the United States. Just wanted to get that one out of the way.

Now, ready your pop-up blockers for the New York Post link to Feds’ Porn Ultimatum (with a nearly-unrecognizable recent photo of Jenna Jameson). Snip:

The Department of Justice wants to come up with an official list of every porn star in America - and slap stiff penalties on producers who don’t cooperate.

The new rules, proposed under the Adam Walsh Child Safety and Protection Act, would require blue-movie makers to keep photos, stage names, professional names, maiden names, aliases, nicknames and ages on file for the inspection of the department’s Child Exploitation and Obscenity Section.

“The identity of every performer is critical to determining and ensuring that no performer is a minor,” according to the new proposal.

Link, via.

The Adam Walsh Child Safety Act was brought to us courtesy of former Rep. Mark Foley, who resigned after getting caught for (estimated, alleged, one actual, an apparently well-known) ten years’ worth of sexual misconduct with Congressional pages. And we all know how well harassing adult porn performers and legitimate, law-abiding porn producers works to curb all those law-abiding child porn makers. Anyone else seriously freaked out by the government making lists of citizens based on their profession, or sexual choices?

Side note — conservatives have a real problem with adult sexuality, especially their own. Read all about it in grisly, humorous detail in my Chron piece, Conservative sexual fetishes: A hardcore guide.

Meanwhile, in Utah, CP80 (pet project of Ralph Yarro) is getting ready to push forward anti-porn, wi-fi punishing internet legislation, expected to be introduced to Utah state legislature next year — and if passed, could go further. A summary of the just-released working drafts of the proposed legislation after the jump, courtesy of an anon Tiny Nibbles reader.

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At Gizmodo, read this nice post about the upcoming documentary PASSION and POWER: The Technology of Orgasm (oh the site design burns my eyes, my eyes!)

Related: Over on the Antique Vibrator History Museum, all photos by Violet Blue (me!)

And, yes, this starts as a shameless plug for my proposed panel Sexual Privacy Online. My description reads:

Can anyone really be sexually anonymous online? How private is your sexual privacy? Outed “anonymous” sex bloggers, porn laws resulting in performers being stalked; Google’s history logs tracking all of us, paying for adult goods and services online safely: blogging, online forms, Craigslist personals (i.e. the “Craigslist Experiment”), comments, email, etc. Internet sexual privacy affects everyone.

Link.

If the panel gets selected (with enough votes), I have a stunning lineup: a well-known cyberlawyer, a hacker, a respected internet-sexuality author, and I’m in negotiation with a famous (now outed) “anonymous” sex blogger — in addition to a possible investigator for the DoJ. If the panel is selected, I’ll be moderating.

Other SXSW Interactive panel picks that get my vote:

= Pink Ghetto Blasters: Destigmatizing Sex via Online Community Building (disclaimer: I’ve been invited to be on this panel)
= The Future of Sex in Interactive Narrative
= Online Sex Advice — Go Ask Alice, Savage Love & Beyond
= The Porn Police: Know the Rules
= Effective Multitasking
= The Evil Axis of Videoblogging: SF, NY, LA
= Making the Move to the TV
= Getting Funded: How to Attract the Right Investors
= TMZ: The Celebrity of Entertainment News
= Behind the Scenes at the Onion News Network
= Whither Citizen Journalism: A Critical Review

This afternoon at Madame S the cute gayboy behind the counter paused while ringing me up, furrowed his brow, looked at the register.

His uber-sexy, vintage-slip wearing coworker looked over his shoulder at the computer: Clit. Clit bell.

He: Uh…

She: It’s a bell. For your clit.

He: Oh! For my clit!

open source sex #57 is a total, ultimate primer on the G-spot: what it is, how to find it, how to stimulate it, what it feels like, recommended toys and more — a lot of info, but just a taste of what’s in my new book The Smart Girl’s Guide to the G-Spot. The book has waaaaay more, including g-spot positions for couples and all about female ejaculation. Yay!

Link to post; link to MP3. Click here to launch iTunes: open source sex.

Read more about the G-spot on my slippery delicious G-spot info page, with book excerpts and additional links.

Extra thanks and kudos to Blowfish who said nice things about my G-spot book on their (rather excellent, RSS-worthy) blog, snip:

If you’ve been curious about the G-spot for awhile now but just can’t stomach the somewhat spiritual guides that have been the norm, well, cringe no longer! The fabulous Violet Blue has taken the flowery, spiritual language out of the journey to the G-spot and has, instead, written a straight-forward, clear and witty guide. The The Smart Girl’s Guide to the G-Spot has approachable information on everything from where it is, to how it was named, from different ways to stimulate it to different sex acts to use with it. And there are four steamy G-spot-centric tales by Alison Tyler to help get you in the mood to go for the G! Our new favorite guide to the hottest spot in town that’s down-to-earth, not earth-motherly. Recommended!

Link.

(They rather liked my strap-on book, too — wheee!)

This is such a bummer because I’m a YouPorn user, and I’d hate to have to go back to using Yahoo to search for insta-amateur-porn vids next time I visit Berlin. Snip from Google Blogscoped:

You probably knew Google self-censors Nazi material in Germany, but did you know they also self-censor adult stuff? And I’m not talking about the SafeSearch filter. YouPorn.com - a “porn 2.0″ website, and a bit of a clone of Google’s YouTube - is missing with or without SafeSearch, as Wikipedia’s entry on the site points out.

To reproduce this, search for youporn on Google.de. You won’t find the domain youporn.com in the results, but instead, you’ll get the following message at the bottom of the page:

In response to a legal request submitted to Google, we have removed 4 result(s) from this page. If you wish, you may read more about the request at ChillingEffects.org.

The Chilling Effects notice, dated December 14, 2005 (the sender is omitted), reads:

A URL that otherwise would have appeared in response to your search, was not displayed because that URL was reported as illegal by a German regulatory body.

What regulatory body this is or why YouPorn is supposed to be illegal, the notice doesn’t mention. Google.de for this particular search reports 4 censored results, but overall, around 88,600 pages are missing (outside of Google results, YouPorn is accessible in Germany, by the way). Wonder if Google would also promptly remove YouTube in Google.de when they’d get the order?

Link.

Still getting those affiliate emails every week, but today I finally got a couple galleries worth sharing. Free porn, as American as apple pie… Enjoy! Above: Katya in the solarium, skinny Evi on a nice blue sofa, very lovely shots of pretty model Linda L in the Indian Ocean, and Richard Kern has a nice set of model Charisma (she’s actually a bit more my type) in a black bustier.

No, not spam — a very funny, highly naughty Japanese music video sent by my good pal Jackson. Also embedded after the jump.

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Image from March 2007 by my dear friend, Scott Beale/Laughing Squid.

I am still a member of SRL. Wikipedia trolls can ask myself or Mark Pauline for final say on the matter. I have been a core member from 1996 to the present. I am not participating in the September Robodock show. This means nothing. Stop vandalizing my entry to remove me as a participant, and relentlessly attempting to erase my history in SRL. Now leave my entry alone.

PS, while Robodock occurs in late September, I will be (alone, personally) debating pro-porn for women versus anti-porn Moral Majority representatives on national television.

ZOMFGWTFLGBTBBQ (and Q)! Nerve’s Video Blog featured me! Thank you, Nerve!

::blush::

And — jesus reverse-cowgirling a pink glitter pogo stick Nerve, that’s one fucking excellent vlog blog. I’m really enjoying the selections: timesuck ahoy!

Le Fin, le Fetish. Can’t wait for the weekend!