Mixtapes for Hookers

I just stumbled across the Facebook profile for the Museum of Sex.  I’ve still never been inside the museum, even though I say I’m going to every time I’m in New York.

I was quite taken with this (uncredited) photo on their page.  Mostly for the cat pillow.

Speaking of New York, how distraught am I that the Art Book Fair is this weekend and I’m completely out of money?  Some really cool publishers are going to be there.  Specifically, really cool dirty gay publishers.  But alas, I have literally about three dollars to my name*, and they’re mainly in pennies and nickels.  It means I’m also going to miss the chance to see the Banksy pet store thing, too.  Damn it.

(*Or less, if you add up all the utilities/dental bills/parking tickets/student loans I owe.  But I think it’s better not to think that way.)