Masters of psychedelic art: My household growing up had a lot of Peter Max and I always enjoyed the bright tertiary colors and flowing lines. Not surprisingly, art that appeals to someone tripping also appeals to kids. Although a lot of folks might want to decry this genre because of its illicit associations there is a tremendous amount of skill and theory applied here. It’s worthy of study and appreciation in all states of consciousness. It’s also had a massive impact on popular art since its inception.
“No fap isn’t a challenge, it’s a way of life.” As a logical counterpoint to Reddit’s constant stream of ‘fap material’ is a forum of young men dedicating their time and energy to not fapping as a new take on the old idea of preserving masculinity by abstaining from masturbation.
100% Men is a Tumblr dedicated to depicting companies and corporatations whose leadership is 100% male.
High school student calls out Pam Stenzel for slut shaming. Her school principal is a total tool with bad ideas on educating teens who engages shaming behavior of his own. Wellesley welcomes their incoming student after the debacle over Twitter. I wrote about Pam Stenzel in 2009 after bearing a grudge from having to watch her horrible “Sex Has a Pricetag” videos in junior high and high school. Pam Stenzel is a lying liar who lies to teens about sex. She makes students feel bad about themselves and their sexuality. May she be known for what she is. I wrote about Stenzel in 2009.
Salvador Dali’s wife Gala was known as the “demon pride” and is said to have outdone him with her own set of sexual perversities, megalomania, and lust for cash.
The Revolution Will Not Be Funded is an anthology that questions the impact of the non-profit industrial complex on enacting social change. I think it’s crucial to consider this and I’ve certainly had my own clashes of this nature.
Triptychs by Mattie Brice explores labels and labeling through the lens of gaming and other personal identifiers. As always, she’s brilliant voice in the gaming community and radical bloggers at large.
How the hell did a flight from SFO–>Austin for SxSW turn into SFO->Den->San Antonio BUS->Austin? MAYHEM
Mold took over my apartment and my life.
Trying to save books from mold.
Seeing The Coup in SF. I <3 Boots Riley
Drones over the music show.
Mold doctor visit
Love the lighting at an outdoor alley cafe in SF.
Green monster in Oaktown
This squirrel jumped up at me! Hi!
Pleasure Point, CA
Pleasure Point, CA in Feb.
Our apartment had a mold situation “blossom” out of control. It pretty much ate up our lives and health. Let me tell you: Black Mold is awful! It made us sick, probably killed our cat Floozy, was a disaster for everything we owned, and we were kinda homeless for awhile looking for a friendly place for us and our (surviving) cat and dog. We did valiant battle against mold and junked most of our belongings and found new lodging.
We also presented the PSIgasm at South by Southwest . I was profiled at Nerve. Appeared at Naughty Natural. Went to Merida, Mexico in the Yucatan. I also stopped by the Products are Hard conference in San Francisco. I’m also still trying to plan a wedding party. Talk about stress city! It’s been a hectic month and it took a lot out of us. It was great to see Texas and Merida even if it meant having last minute cancelled flights, blizzards, lost baggage (TWICE!!!!), hotel fires, travel snafus, and other insanity.
Enjoy the photos and I’ll be working on writing some insane bullshit for you all to enjoy.
Hunting for mushrooms in Golden Gate Park with the Psychedelic Society in SF. These were Psilocybe cyanescens
A gorgeous mushroom from the hunt!
Huddled mushroom hunters
This is no blob! This is a fungus!
I went to a tack shop in Portland, OR and stared at the sexy, sexy riding boots.
Snow through Mt. Shasta
Passing snow banks in the car.
I love these tags appearing across Oakland!
New Years Day! We get chicken and waffles, that’s what we do.
Chicken, waffles, grits. It’s a rare indulgence but a beloved one.
San Francisco doorway.
Catch me at Bawdy Storytelling with my ANNUAL PASS!
I saw this hiking in Oakland
Canna-cookies! Vegan oatmeal made with coconut oil.
The bard holds my stash.
Coffee with Reid Mihalko!
Staycation in Port Costa had many delights and oddities. I love oddities.
Can you find my business card?
Yes! I love brothels that get turned into hotels. Here’s an old, old advertisement. I wish the rates were the same!
That polar bear is very old and very big. There’s a seal with a bite missing at the bottom.
Ned in Port Costa with me.
Here are some photos from Christmas 2012-January 2013. I’ve been soooooo busy. Ned and I drove from Oakland all the way up to Seattle, WA for the holidays. It was an 800 mile journey. Folsom came with us and got to see both snow and sliding glass doors for the first time. We used AirBnB for our road trip accomodations and we were really, really thrilled. I would so much rather share my money with an individual than some shitty chain hotel company. It’s a fun way to get to know people AND we were also happy to meet people who didn’t mind our very energetic and enthusiastic mastiff/lab in their homes. Have I told you all lately how much I LOVE peer to peer interfaces and software?
I was nervous the first time I was invited to fuck someone with a strap-on cock of my very own. The leather harness looked complicated to put together, there were straps and buckles everywhere. It actually took me several tries to figure out how to wrangle it all and stick a hard and bouncy appendage between my own legs and eventually I learned that a novice strap-on fucker’s best friend for the learning curve is a blindfold over the bottom’s eyes so they can’t see you struggle with the straps or resort to improvisation and overhand knots when it all becomes too complicated to handle.
Apparently it’s very important to have a cock between your legs if you want to get ahead in the world. Well I have something like 20 goddamn dicks in all kinds of sizes, colors, textures, and relative hardness. I have flaccid packers that I wear just because there’s something about the weight of a dick between your legs that makes you want to get into mischief.
RodeoH is a new San Francisco company that is attempting to take the complications out of cock harnessing. They built a harness out of a machine washable set of boy briefs that you can pull on and get going. It’s easy to wear under clothing even when it’s super tight and stylish and there are no complicated buckles to got lost with when you’re hot, bothered, and ready to go. I love it for being able to wear a flaccid cock while getting coffee because of the ease it creates in loading, unloading, or switching out a cock.
Versatility is key for me. I have a growing collection of strap-on harnesses and I’m no slouch when it comes to grabbing a piece of a rope to make one on the go. I’ve transformed button fly jeans and even saran wrap into harnesses. It’s a lot of fun to be inventive in bed but there’s something to be said for having something easy to carry around in a purse that makes it possible to get going in a few quick moves. There aren’t any rings to lose (or break), the cotton is super breathable, and it’s really simple to use if you’re looking to break out into the world of strap-on sex.
Advanced strap-on tops might be dismayed by the fact that the RodeoH won’t hold some of the bigger and wider cocks out there on the market. The website states that the optimal toy dimensions are about 5″-6″ length by and 1 1/2″-2″ width. This is true. Although it is possible to squeeze in something larger with the flexible ring, this is not a harness for giant dicks. The things that make this harness so quick and easy are it’s lack of straps and buckles. Still, the idea of wearing a harness comfortably all day long as a pair of underwear is the major draw of this harness.
Not to mention the fact that even I sometimes get obsessed with the size of the dick I’m wearing. It’s not the size of what’s between your legs that matters, it’s the pleasure of the people involved that really counts. In the event that I’m cruising for a quickie session in, say the bathroom of a bar or gas station, I’m not going to have the time to do all of the foreplay necessary to warm someone up for some of my monster cocks especially when something right off the bell curve of average cock size will do just fine.
RodeoH is an awesome company that is local to me in the Bay Area and I would very much like to thank them for sending this fun new toy to me. I’m happy to say that my RodeoH has a spot in backpack next to my lipstick, chewing gum, and other vital essentials. I would also like to thank the photographer, Whole Sex Life, for capturing these images.
Before the shoot, Tina asked me to come in and be her sexy teacher’s assistant and demo bottom for a class on corporal play over at Good Vibes. She smacked me a little but it was just an appetizer and we both knew it. Getting to come in to the Crashpad was something long coming for both of us.
I knew that Tina had a thing for spanking and especially leather pants so I pulled out a pair that had been hiding in my closet waiting for some action. I was more than happy to offer her my rump to play with to her delight and to mine.
Another insider secret is that we’re both students of literature and big time dirty talkers. If you want to hear all kinds of smut roll out of our mouth from the obscene to the outright silly and sassy you can’t miss it. Ali at Made of Words wrote up a fantastic review of this scene so you don’t have to take my word for it.
There’s nothing better than working people you find sexy and admire a lot for their work. Tina Horn has been a big mover and shaker of the queer porn scene and I was so thrilled to work with her and bring our chemistry to the scene.
One of the best moments for all of you fans of squirting is the grand finale. Being as grateful as I was for the fantastic strap-on fucking I got, I was more than happy to give Tina some pleasure of her own. Squirting is a major, major turn-on for me and when she started to pop I couldn’t help myself! I flipped over and rubbed my ass all over the come she was spraying everywhere. There’s nothing sexier than a Horn-y slip and slide!
The CrashPad set is amazing. It’s a tremendously talented crew who not only make some of the highest quality queer porn out there but also create a very supportive set. It’s the kind of place to feel welcome as a performer and a queer identified individual. I’ve been a fan for such a long time. CrashPad is the kind of gig that makes even the most jaded performer excited about. It’s a chance to express something more than a scene, it’s a chance to make the kind of porn that you aren’t always given the room to create. To say that the crew is supportive does not convey the undying enthusiasm they have for their performers and the hot smut we’re all working hard to make.
“Don’t knock masturbation, it’s sex with someone you love.” -Woody Allen
Masturbation has been a fantastic part of my life for years and it becomes more important to me over time. When I first started touching myself I had enthusiasm and gusto but I also lacked the knowledge and skill it would take to really get myself over the edge to come. It touch time and it took practice, but now I am such an expert of my own body that I know just what to do for myself.
The Sex Positive Photo Project is currently running an exposition of masturbation images snapped by the talented Shilo McCabe. There is a new photo and story for every day of the month and you can find me celebrating “Cinco de Mayhem” on Day 5. There are already so many great entries to read and stories to explore. Get out there and have fun getting down with your own bad self.
I’ve had an insanely busy streak. I had performances at Mission Control, the Vagabond Ballroom, the SF Citadel, multiple shoots for awesome indie queer pornographers, conferences, and more. I needed to get away from it all so I did. I packed up my beloved, my dog, and headed out to the woods for some much needed R&R.
All photos featuring me were taken by my partner in crime, Ned.
Du-nah! BAT DOG!
I have a 10 month old Lab/Mastiff mix that Ned and I adopted named Folsom. I’ve always been partial to big dogs because I grew up with big dogs as family pets and I always knew that I was going to get a big dog of my own as soon as I could. Folsom had a blast on her first camping trip. There were a million new things to smell, plenty of dirt to dig, and lots of sticks to fetch. She earned her place by the campfire with a freshly cooked sausage when she chased away the wily band of raccoons circling our campsite with the intent of stealing our S’mores. Good dog, Folsom!
It was a beautiful and sunny day. I wasn’t wearing any makeup and you can all make fun of my very 90s sports bra. Hey! You have to wear something for support when you’re hiking and have a pair of knockers on your chest.
Off to the side of the trail I saw the tiniest hint of a ribcage sticking up from the ground. Naturally, I had to investigate. It was a full and intact skeleton of an elderly doe. How could I tell? The skull told me most of what I needed to know with its absence of antlers and its very worn down teeth. Eating a lot of roughage will wear down tooth enamel eventually but it takes a long time to actually grind them down to finely worn stubs. Given the entirely intact and undisturbed skeleton, it was obvious that the death had occurred peacefully. Mountain lions will attack their prey and quickly drag it back to their dens. There was no evidence of a violent attack but it was clear that smaller scavengers had consumed all of the meat. The skeleton was found under a tree in close proximity to the gorgeous lake. This was a doe who lived a long and healthy life and passed away peacefully in nature. It was a fantastic thing to find.
Did I get naughty? Of course I did! I packed up a couple of my traveling dicks but I had completely forgotten to pack my harness. I did have some rope by Twisted Monk and the best thing about being a bondage model is the fact that I take advantage of my rigger’s skill and knowledge and get as much instruction out of them. Without having ever actually been “taught” how to make a rope harness I decided to let my hands take over. The end result? I got to fuck my lover up against a tree just like I had always fantasized about doing. Getting fucked up against a tree was something I had done before and loved but I’ve always carried the fantasy of being able to do the same for a partner. I got to fulfill my fantasy that day and Ned was kind enough to snap a few photos of my handiwork before I got to work-work.
Thank you to all of the amazing people who have supported me on my trip out to Leogane, Haiti. The work was hard but also amazing. During my month in Haiti, I assisted in clearing many rubble sites and was involved in the construction of 12 transitional shelters for families impacted by the January, 2010 earthquake. Thanks again for your support and I look forward to my next adventure.
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