In between Fleshbot posts and pinching myself about all the podcast attention I’m getting today, I did a little craft project: I pimped out my iPod Shuffle. With one of those little “Bling It!” kits from Amazon (marketed to teens for use on cell phones), I sat with a small pair of scissors and applied…

Now Playing on Apple’s iTunes: Adult-Oriented Podcasts Wow! Freaking out while posting to Fleshbot today… * Update: I had no idea I was in the print verison, too! I totally started hyperventilating in the coffee shop an hour ago when I saw my color photo on the front of the “Marketplace” section…

Today my column for SFist: Every Inch Counts (about a seriously revolutionary sex toy material) and an interview with Newsweek (!!!next week’s issue!!!), yesterday I did an interview at the very cool Odeo.com offices for their podcast (more on that soon), and tomorrow I take over Fleshbot for a day of grrrl-powered porn mayhem. I…

When I did the Teledildonics presentation, I had the joy of co-presenting with the dangerously cute (or cutely dangerous) members of Simnuke — we shared microphones, got drunk enough to slur, good times, people. I was sad I missed the Simnuke detonation, but there’s a great account of it here, and sexy alien from the…

It was a “holiday in other people’s misery.” (at least when outside the sanctuary of London Boy’s house). And back, I seem to be busy as usual, but it’s not the kind of busy that’s resulting in income, which is something I’m going to have to give more serious thought (especially when the credit card…

But not on the computer until tomorrow. I’d like to formally thank my guardian spirits, at the very least for sending a drag queen to the airport to greet me to remind me about a) the important things in life, and b) why San Francisco is my spiritual and intellectual home. Okay, so the tall…

It’s the little things about corporate culture I’m grateful for in situations like this; right now I’m sitting in Heathrow airport (London) suckiing up the wifi at the Starbucks. It’s about 8am here; 12am at home in San Francisco, and I’ve had about three hours of sleep. The transportation is so fucked here that it’s…

On saturday night London Boy and I went to the Torture Garden party, after our day of walking around the tourists sights (and all the sirens, and the cops, and the trains being stopped for suspicious packages, etc.). The highlight of the day was a trip to Coco de Mer, which I think is pretty…

“London Calling” London calling to the faraway towns Now war is declared, and battle come down London calling to the underworld Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls London calling, now don’t look to us Phoney Beatlemania has bitten the dust London calling, see we ain’t got no swing ‘Cept for the ring…

Last night there was bomb threat half a block from the house and no one could go in or out of their houses. Today I got out and saw all the sights, but with cops everywhere, sirens literally every five minutes, I waited in line at an ATM and all these police cars and sirens…