Category: Art

Shortly after writing in a previous post about the delightful combination of femaleness, machinery, pathos and lust, I found an old video (ASFR; 2001) that documents robot fetish, specifically men with female robots, from the stilted movements and sexual possibilities during mechanical failure to RealDoll‘s $6000 sex dolls and robot porn. The coolest part of…

I am in love, love, love with my newest discovery, the bad girls’ exploitation Pinky Violence series: Reiko Ike stars as a female Japanese Yakuza killing machine, who appears to do many of her kick-ass fight scenes in the nude, revealing her stunning chest and shoulder tattoos! (Did I forget to mention the squad of…

Yup, home on a saturday night. Here’s a picture you don’t see every day, but life would be interesting if you did. Another naughty nun. Kind of goes with this blasphemous yet ingenious tattoo (via Sex Machine Diaries). How about a little sexorcism? Hot retro sapphic nun violence. R. Crumb nun chaser. Just a cool…

My friend Coop just finished his paintblogging series — now, who *wouldn’t* want a gorgeous pair of bouncy orange ten feet tall boobies in their living room? I sure would. But they’d get all worn down from me rubbing on them all the time. Not to mention the damage I’d do to the joystick. Paintblogging…

A quick post before I run out the door: I’m on FlickrBooty — woo hoo! Yesterday the SF Weekly quietly fired columnist Harmon Leon, who wrote the AVN piece that was full of inaccuracies — but the whole thing really stinks. If this is what happens under New Times management and editorship, then the Village…

Coop sent me this *totally amazing* image of a color slide from the Library of Congress Online Exhibition “Bound for Glory: America in Color 1939-1943“. Caption: Alfred T. Palmer Woman is working on a “Vengeance” dive bomber Tennessee, February 1943 Reproduction from color slide Coop: “Check out that red nail polish!”

Now, if I owned a men’s underwear concern (and hopefully someday I will), this is exactly how I would present my products. Except I would call this The One-Armed Bandit Banana Hammock. Seriously, how does that thing stay on/up? I’d love to be in the team of engineers that worked round the clock on that…

Literally. If you email me, I won’t even read it until December 1. If you call me, I won’t get the message until December 1. I *might* post pictures here. But here are some awesome emails I’ve received this week, a kiss before leaving: “Neo Pornographia Vol. 2 also….much more vapidity where that came from:…