June 2006

As if you needed another reason to omit certain details from your public MySpace profile: New Scientist.com reports that the National Security Agency is, in addition to monitoring phone calls,funding research into collecting personal information from social networking sites.

By adding online social networking data to its phone analyses, the NSA could connect people at deeper levels, through shared activities, such as taking flying lessons. Typically, online social networking sites ask members to enter details of their immediate and extended circles of friends, whose blogs they might follow. People often list other facets of their personality including political, sexual, entertainment, media and sporting preferences too. Some go much further, and a few have lost their jobs by publicly describing drinking and drug-taking exploits. Young people have even been barred from the orthodox religious colleges that they are enrolled in for revealing online that they are gay.

“You should always assume anything you write online is stapled to your resumé. People don’t realise you get Googled just to get a job interview these days,” says Callas.

You can read more here.

(Via BoingBoing)

…..begins with deciding which salacious reading material one should pack.


Travelling is inherently erotic with all it’s promises of change, exploration and freshness. More than anything I think, the potential to shrug everyday concerns and personas to become for a time, a different animal is powerfully seductive. The sense of freefall evoked by a journey to somewhere new and as yet unexplored reminds me of the addictive thrill of a love affair and who knows, maybe there’s a stranger out there with the same base intentions as mine.

Yes my gentle readers, this metawhore is hitting the road for a short time and is stoking the fires with some passionate and intelligent reading. The Garden of the Perverse is a deeply stirring read and contains the work of two of my favourite erotic authors.

Appropriately enough, I read ‘The Pipe of Thorns’ by Remittance Girl in the garden and afterwards simply sat in an erotic puddle till the air cooled. I think it’s her finest story to date and would have bought the book on the strength of that alone.

The other author of note is Lisabet Sarai who I cannot recommend highly enough. She’s the most soulful and exquisite writer and I savour her work. If you’re looking for erotica with depth then I suggest you explore her.

These are the only two stories I’ve read because I simply couldn’t resisit them before leaving, but I’m confident the rest of the book is as powerful.

So I have this book and a handful of others, a dress, a bikini and plenty of lube, what more could a girl need?

Well actually a blog that works.

One week after having my blog hacked, with all the incipient nonsense that’s unraveled in the past week, Blogger now surpass themselves by locking me out of my own site because I’m a suspected spam blog. While I appreciate this is probably a random action, it does leave my reaction verging on the dangerous edge of hilarity. Talk about adding insult to injury.

*sighs*

On a more amusing note, before my blog is released it must be reviewed by a human. My last post featured a picture of my fully aroused charms so if the blog disappears in my absence, you know why.

Blessings and hot licks,

Magdelena

I’m going to be talking about sex and relationships at Gnomedex this year–specifically about the bloggers, vbloggers, podcasters and photographers who are using Web 2.0 tools to give voice to their longings and experiences with a vitality unmatched since the Victorian era– and the communities forming around these topics.

This isn’t a talk about porn, though much of this work is erotic; it’s a talk about how digital identities (masked and cloaked in many cases) have enabled regular people–many of them geeks–to build a frank and authentic shadow world focused on free expression, sharing, and sexual celebration–and to connect with one another.

Some of the questions that interest me on a high level:
–How do we think about personal stories, erotica and porn in the framework of participatory media?
–Who is writing and creating in this realm and what motivates them?
–Given the huge business of porn online, where do these creators fit into the hierarchy?

On a personal level, and as a blogger, I also want to talk about this set of questions:
–How do we all interact with and experience bloggers whose sexually frank or personally honest blogs defy standard norms of *polite* society?
–What are we comfortable exposing about ourselves–and what do we keep back or cloak?
–Is authenticity different when sex is involved?
–Outing: Many sex-positive bloggers have been outed; hacked, attacked–what does this say about cyber standards and our digital communities?

This will be a discussion, not a lecture; I’m eager both to share thoughts and stories and to hear from conference attendees about their thoughts on authentic voice, personal sexuality online, privacy and toolsets that make it all possible.

Feel free to post comments/ideas/links here–looking forward to seeing you all at Gnomedex.


It’s a holiday weekend here in the U.S. The declaration of our country’s independence two hundred and thirty years ago by Congress as British and American troops waged the Revolutionary War. Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, the Adams brothers John and Samuel (Mmmm…beer…), and 52 other troublemakers and rabble-rousers signed the Declaration of Independence on August 2, 1776. Its language is awesome:

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” (Read More)

Gah, it’s just so cool! I can’t help it; American history makes me hard.

But, back to the “pursuit of Happiness” bit. Here’s a piece from the New York Press in that spirit:

According to Terry Gould, author of The Lifestyle: A Look at the Erotic Rites of Swingers, swinging started with World War II fighter pilots who cared for each others’ wives if the husbands were away or missing in action. By the time the Korean War ended, these communities had spread to the suburbs and the media dubbed the phenomenon “wife-swapping.”

As the movement grew and found its place in the cities, it has evolved into organized clubs and parties, where sexually open people may find ample opportunity for a threesome or an orgy. My introduction to the New York scene was through OneLegUpNYC, a service devoted to creating regular erotic soirées in upscale venues. The first party I attended was a “Take-Out.” The theme was Moulin Rouge Masquerade, so I wore a corset and Victorian bloomers with a Venetian mask. My date was elegantly dressed in black velvet. Scattered rose petals greeted us at the entrance and trailed up the stairs to the second floor of the lofty, mahogany paneled, gilded ceiling club. Already it felt like a fantasy. Condoms, lube packets, lollipops and candy necklaces decorated the candlelit tables. As the room filled, various characters emerged: a woman bearing colorful, glittering, naked breasts offering body painting; a buff man wearing nothing but crotch-clinging black shorts was available for back massages; and delicious dancers in elaborate burlesque sequin and feather costumes fluttering through the room, distributing pasties to eager women. My date watched and grinded behind me as I danced, kissed and caressed several women. Though I kissed a few other guys and he tasted the lips of a few ladies, it was clear that the females reigned in this space. We ended up taking a woman back to my place, hence “Take-Out.” (More)

Whether your plans take you to the beach, lake, campground or upscale Manhattan loft with decadence and indecency at every turn, remember the words of our forefathers: “And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of Divine Providence, we mutualy pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.”

That means we take care of one another.
On your knees, bitch.

Vacation

by Viviane on 06/28/2006

in sex

Several of us are about to take off for a bit of summer vacation, so posting will slow down a bit.

I’ll be in Venice, fending off the advances of Italian men and women, and checking out the Venetian Craiglist. I’ve also got a business conference in the heartland. I’ll probably be back in action around the middle of July.

In the meantime, visit some other blogs on my blogroll (if you hover your mouse over a blog name, you’ll see when it was last updated).

I’ve also invited Magdalena to join us here at the Carnival. Liz, I invited you too, but you’ve got to accept the invite.

ciao ciao, my darlings! xoxoxox