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…

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…

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…

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…

Still no news on my friend. Things that made me happy tonight: an 11-month-old kitten in my backyard, and I happened to have a bottle of bubbles (no, really!), and a long motorcycle ride to the ocean, and back through Golden Gate park at night (I can’t wait to see the DeYoung Museum when it’s…

Last night’s reading was awesome — we packed the place and had six contribs from Best Sex Writing ’05 read to the full house. Quite fun. I feel all turned around. I’ve been asked to whip and spank (yet another) hot boy tonight as part of an all-male revue for “ladies” and it all sounds…

Remember how I told you about those awesome press releases we get at Fleshbot? Like the Penthouse one where it was spelled “Penhouse”? You know what this one means — FREE used butt plugs! —————————- Original Message —————————- Subject: Rent-a-Dildo Discontinues Anal Sex Toys From: [redacted] Date: Tue, September 27, 2005 1:04 am To: tips@fleshbot.com…

At 3am friday night (actually saturday morning), I sat in my kitchen over a Camapri over ice listeneing to “Bootylicious” for the thrid time, and I heard drunk, 95-lb. Macki call out from my closet-turned-office, “hey, how do you get this thing into ‘terminal’?” I knew I was in trouble. Well, maybe not total trouble,…

Just a few, but if you want to see the others I took in the bathroom yesterday, they start here. And thank you, everyone, for all the birthday wishes and compliments! The most interesting comment was this: “while I ought to be saying something like what pretty breasts or what a curvy waist but really…