I’m long overdue in tackling some housekeeping chores here on the blog. First, the blogroll on the right continues to grow in fits and spurts. I should’ve added some of the new links long ago, and I only have my own stupidity and laziness to blame for my lack of oversight. I reform myself and become more attentive to this process in the future, aiming to update the roll at least three times a month. For now, please patronize these new additions.
I owe Marilyn and Spankboss my thanks for their generosity and enthusiasm. I very much appreciate it!
Remember readers: Postcards are yours for the asking. Just email me a snail mail address, which will be kept confidential. While we’re on the topic, here’s the Cinekink program. Two evenings and two days of sex-positive film presentations!
Headlines:
I remain on a Kinsey/Waters high right now, so let me simply list the latest links. For Waters: AICNews — a hoot!, Village Voice — with the headline swiping from an indie documentary, Hartford Advocate with a headline that I agree with, and Salon. For T.C. Boyle, a NYT trifecta. I’m about 125 pages into his novel and it’s still a little too early to comment.
Amy Sohn covers the latest in sex books, paralleling the release of her new book, My Old Man. Which has joined the pile near my bed, awaiting its turn of a read. I liked Sohn’s Run Catch Kiss and it’ll be interesting to see how she tackles sadomasochistic May/December relationships.
But the book I’m really looking forward to is the release of Laura Antoniou’s The Catalyst and Other Works. Some of you might remember The Catalyst from its Masquerade Book days. Now, Laura’s publisher of severeal years, Mystic Rose Books, has brought it and many of Laura’s other works back to life. Iron Rose, an online entity in my neck of the woods, always has first dibs on selling Laura’s books and I vouch for them as a legit and customer-caring business.
Kudos to Laura for pointing out which cartoon cast member of The Simpsons is about to come out. Even if it let me bummed! See, I wanted Groundskeeper Willie to come out and fulfill my every fag hag wish. But it’s Patty and I don’t know which is worst: That it’s one of the gruesome twosome or that Patty’s a FEMME. (What I really want to know now is whether “John” will accompany Groundskeeper Willie to the wedding.)
And while we’re headed down this path anyway, let me wind down today’s entry with a recent re-cap of the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco. Many of my friend and acquaintances annually attend this event, but it’s too close to the start of my disabled son’s school for me right now. Someday, though, and in the not-too-distant future. Finally, light at the end of the tunnel — LOL!
