Musing

James Comey thinks there should be no zone free from the eyes of law enforcement. As a slutty, polyamorous sex blogger, I have some thoughts about that.

Sofia’s right: I really am difficult. The two dangers of being desired — having instead of getting, and being wanted in the wrong amount.

I’ve had more massages than most humans – and more “massages,” too. The other day, I found myself wondering why a full-body massage leaves out the most interesting inches.

I have more questions than answers about objectification, but I think the questions themselves are worth sitting with.

Sometimes the geekiest corners of my life intersect with the most dissolute ones — here, in my efforts to organize my Google Drive along the multiple axes of my fragmented existence.

Not one conversation but a lifetime of them — what I really mean when I say “the talk.”

When smart people talk about porn, they often say dumb things. I hope to avoid that particular pitfall.

I asked for thoughts on “the talk,” and got a bunch — including a couple I found more frustrating than helpful.

I’m going to write about kids and porn, and I want your help.

The evolution of my feelings about sex blog rankings: from desperate for recognition, to bitter about insufficient recognition, to something approaching genuine indifference.