This video gave me I don’t even know how many boners when I was thirteen. And probably has something to do with my undying affinity for intense sideburns.
Two weeks shy of my thirtieth birthday, I get to scratch “Be In A Charity Calendar Without Any Pants On” off the proverbial bucket list. Happy May!!
The year’s a third over already, but there’s always time and money to buy hangable 12 X 12 photos of your favorite bloggers, especially when the proceeds all go to a good cause.
Filed under: hookers, hot | Tags: calls for performers, new york city, sex worker cabaret
Last year I took part in the inaugural Sex Worker Cabaret, the event to take place before the doors closed at the Slipper Room on the Lower East Side. The event was a lot of fun, and featured such pretty and nice people as Lorelei Lee, Jodi Sh Doff, Essence Revealed, Inbred Hybrid Collective* and Adam The Terrible. Everyone was very glamorous and glittery and fabulous and I read a story un-glamorous story about my godparents’ yard sale.
This June, all the magic is happening again. This time it’s at Public Assembly in Brooklyn, and right now there’s an open call for performers (and also video artists!) There’s not a ton of time, though; the deadline is April 7.
Sarah Jenny’s official press release after the jump:
Filed under: hot, movies | Tags: hats, matt damon, philip k dick, suits, the adjustment bureau
In one early episode of the unappreciated 1968 season of The Avengers, Steed and Tara King (the oft-forgotten Mrs. Peel replacement) stumble upon a nefarious gang of window-washers who freeze time and brainwash an entire office. It’s a really good episode, and one I saw very recently. Probably why I kept thinking about it during The Adjustment Bureau, the movie in which Matt Damon stumbles upon a group of well-dressed indivuduals who are, uh, freezing time and brainwashing his office.
I like this movie. I like it because it’s pretty stylish, and because it’s going in about fifty different directions at any given moment. If you’ve seen the trailers, some of which emphasize the love story and some of which emphasize that it’s a thriller about a gang of old men in hats, then maybe you get the idea.
My porny Tumblr will be turning the big oh-two tomorrow, so to celebrate I’ve asked over twenty of my favorite people from the internet and the real world (and places in-between) to send me guest posts.
It kicked off about half an hour ago and runs through Friday.
Filed under: hot, internet | Tags: naked pictures of your dad, number crunching, tumblr
Snow Day!
And what better way to spend my houseboundness than by nerding out over Google Analytics? Now, numbers don’t really mean that much to me, in the sense that none of my websites are commercial, and chances are I’d be posting the same thing whether seven people were viewing it or seventy thousand people. But also I do appreciate a good graph!
In 2010, Naked Pictures Of Your Dad had over a million unique pageviews from over 120,000 unique visitors (not including the 2,000 people or so who read it regularly in their Tumblr dashboard). It is way more popular than this blog, because photos of dicks win every single time. Visitors came from 171 countries, with over 1,000 visits logged from 19 nations. The site’s numbers have been growing steadily over the course of the year and, on December 21st, I hit a new daily record for just about everything.
After the jump, the ten individual posts that got the most Naked Pictures Of Your Dad traffic in 2010. (Of course, since this is Google, I’m only counting visits to each actual page and not, say, the number of likes and reblogs noted by Tumblr. You never know, though: if today gets reeeeeeeeeeally boring I might give that a whirl, too.)
Filed under: hot | Tags: me me me me me, sex blogger calendar, sex work awareness
Quick note: For those of you who haven’t bought the 2011 Sex Blogger Calendar yet (ie. the one with me in it), there’s a sale going on until tomorrow night. It’s only $15, with proceeds going to Sex Work Awareness.
It was shortly after Election Day 2004 that I found this sign on the side of a road in North Providence, and, thinking it was the most hilarious thing I had ever seen, hung it up on my bedroom wall. And it was only this week that I decided to take it down, because six years is a long time to have someone’s campaign sign on your wall, not matter how hilarious it is. But since tomorrow’s Election Day, and since I had a naked man in my house today, I thought I would remind all you Americans to go vote.
Filed under: books, gay, heterosexuals, hookers, hot, in praise of athletic beauty, internet, music | Tags: addictions and rituals, alexa dicarlo, boners, books, death in venice, e-cigarettes, jon secada, netflix, new york, pat bohannon, penises, prostitution, sports, suicide bombers, the british, the incomparable hildegarde, twin peaks, uniforms, world cup
As it turns out, the World Cup didn’t have much of an impact on South Africa’s sex trade.
I recently learned about The Incomparable Hildegarde, a Wisconsin-born cabaret singer who performed for about seventy years and who inspired much of Liberace’s act. She was wildly populat in the forties and, it should be repeated, went by the name The Incomparable Hildegarde.
Tess Lynch on smoking electronic cigarettes, something my friend Kerry recently described as “all the ritual of heroin addiction without actually having to do heroin.” Unlike Tess Lynch, I’ve only heard good things about the Jupiter Hotel. But, you know, different social circles, maybe.
When I was thirteen I’d get a boner from pretty much any man who was on my television and wearing a sleeveless shirt. (Which also explains why I tolerated professional basketball for so long.) But this week I was reminded of the video for “Whipped,” one of Jon Secada’s less-remembered steamy Latin hits of 1994. I’m totally ready for a Secada revival if you are, by the way. (I even sang “Just Another Day” at karaoke recently…)
New Yorkers can’t stop touching Adam’s golden penis.
Someone recently directed me to this athletic uniform blog, which is reeeeeeeeally thorough.
I’ve been thinking about joining Netflix, because I’m kind of a dullard about movies lately, and also because it would give me an excuse to spend more time at home. If I do, Visconti’s Death In Venice would be at the top of the list, because I (somehow?) didn’t even know it existed until this week.
In the Books That Sound Really Interesting But Which I’ll Probably Never Get Around To Because I Never Read Books Like That category: Cutting The Fuse: The Explosion of Global Suicide Terrorism and How To Stop It.
Finally, The British are finally starting to appreciate Twin Peaks again.
[video: Army Of Lovers' Jean-Pierre Barda advertising vegan Swedish condoms]
Filed under: hot, music | Tags: adam ant, culture club, george maharis, george michael, noel and the red wedge, the boys
Now that the New York Sexblogger Calendar’s officially been released I can show you my photo. Here it is!
The theme was expressing your sexual freedom, so I thought I would express myself via a bunch of records, which are the sexiest of the petroleum byproducts.
Yeah, that’s right. Listening to records with a shirt and tie and no pants. Featured albums, from left to right:
