Monthly Archives: April 2005

Image update posted


I've just posted an all-public image update with the traditional a-bit-over-a-thousand pictures (and plan on doing the same over the next few days). Enjoy the update, thanks to all the contributors, and as well to n.e.v. for being the cover model today.

Other than that, I wanted to comment on this anti-porn rant by Naomi Wolf (also debunked here) which operates on the core idea that porn doesn't turn people into deviants, it makes them asexual, and that we need to go back to a time where women are covered up and sex is a mystery to have sexually healthy lives. What a load of crap.

She starts off with a “how can real women compete” spiel, opining that she's the last generation of woman that can let her pubic hair grow unruly without being asked to trim it, and that men are now turned off and bored with women that don't smile while receiving a facial (guess she's a creampie girl or something). First of all, porn these days is dominated by the “girl next door” look — not some ultra-airbrushed supermodel type. Given the huge cocks that dominate porn these days, I'd say guys are more likely to be self-conscious than women — still, there's little in porn that normal people can't match, do, and enjoy. But mainstream porn is not a sexual goal — it's an erotic toy that's designed to titillate and get people interested in sex, generally with a partner, even if not at the time. Pornography turns people on, and most people I know that enjoy pornography, enjoy sex in general (with real human partners), facial cumshot or not.

In terms of things like her complaints about facials and impossible sexual positions and even to a lesser extent Brazilian waxing, the thing that Naomi isn't understanding is that when you're shooting a movie, you're presenting a stylized version of sex that's presented for the camera so you're going to present things that work great on screen and are going to be appealing to most viewers — but that they're largely meant to inspire rather than be emulated. Thus on camera, you're going to pull someone's leg out of the way so you can keep penetration on film, or you're going to opt for reverse-cowgirl so you can show someone's whole body, and you're going to have the cumshot be external rather than internal — but I would hope that people understand that this is done largely for the viewer, not the participants (not that plenty of people don't enjoy facials and reverse-cowgirl).

I think her argument really starts to fall apart though when she moves into saying stuff like ultra-orthodox Jews (or maybe the Taliban?) got it right when it comes to their treatment of women… Yeah, idealize cultures that have some of the highest spousal abuse rates in the world, oppress their women, and have boorish men that patronize brothels far more than porn-overdosed Americans.

PS. Along those lines, I highly recommend the movie Kadosh.

Human flesh auction

1. Happy birthday!

2. Want pyrrogyrrl's ear cast in a block of acrylic resin sitting on your office desk? Click below for the eBay auction, although I'll be genuinely surprised if eBay doesn't terminate her auction, even with the “just kidding” note below. If it's just a rubber copy, meh, who cares, but assuming that's just a “distract the feds” note, it's a pretty neat auction (Update: “I hear rubber is really realistic these days”).

Update: The losers at eBay terminated the auction. They're real idiots there, they kicked Rachel off as well for selling a Louis Vuitton purse (even though she scanned the receipt and all documentation). I hope they get beaten by an angry robot and then swallowed by a black hole.

PS. I got kicked off eBay once for selling skulls.

"Her mutation"

Speaking of surface piercing, this funny piercing is c/o twigboy, who put it through an extra nub of skin on one of his clients — that's not tenting from the jewelry, that's real! She calls it “her mutation”, but as the saying goes, if it protrudes, pierce it.

The new house…

Talked to the current Montage owner about shipping today; it'll go from his place in Texas, cross into Mexico in Tijuana, and then be shipped down to La Paz. The cost isn't



too bad. Other than that, Rachel and I went out for lunch today on the Malecon and then over to our new house to think about how the renovations are going to have to progress. I'll be storing the Montage there when it arrives because it's a fully enclosed compound (whereas our current driveway is ungated).

On the right is a view of the front yard. The funny looking palm tree has to be relocated because it's a hurricane risk. On the left, top to bottom, first is a view of the path from the front door to the road. Next is the side of the house; we're thinking about putting a guest house in that patio space. Middle is a photo of the “shed” quarter of the back yard. Next, inside, you can see how high the ceilings are (at least 16 feet I'd say). Bottom is the view from the front door to the car driveway.

I guess we've got to draw up a long list of everything we want to do, get it pretty solidified, and then get going on it… it'll be nice having a big house with a giant yard (it's on a half acre lot — pretty big for the heart of downtown, three blocks from the ocean), and some privacy and security.

Anyway… back to processing some images…

PS. It's Rachel's birthday tomorrow.

A new horse in the stable

Seeing that someone turned I thought I'd mention my own most recent mid-life crisis story. It's not really mid-life crisis though because its seeds are in my youth, but I suppose that's true of all of them — a desperate bid to stay young? But it's better than the sad acceptance of decrepitude…

"It's all downhill. Don't listen to the optimistic gladhandling dandies. I should have just shot myself."

- Shawn Porter

Some of you may remember the Coyote car from the old TV series Hardcaste & McCormick TV show (more, more). I remember it as the Manta Montage from ads in kit car magazines (more) when I was a kid and it was one of a small handful of cars I dreamed about one day owning. Anyway, as you may remember me mentioning one popped up on eBay at a give-away price, so I put in a low bid, thinking someone would surely outbid me by the end.

I guess I said a little “universe, if you keep gearjammerracing from upping his bid, I'll cut back on the drinking” mantra and, lo and behold, at a cut-throat price now it's time to arrange shipment from Texas to La Paz of the car below! Sucks about the drinking, but it's probably for the best.


There's more information on this and the Manta Mirage (I miss my old one) over at (and this build diary gives you a good idea as well). They came in a variety of flavors from VW powered on-up, so I'll mention that mine is a tube-chassis with a 327 V8 on a Porsche transaxle.

I'll admit that I'm a little paranoid that I'm going to fit in it, but I've seen other tall guys make it, and my Mirage was roomy, so it should be OK… (Yes, I know, you hate me).