Musing

I have written a bit, and will write more, about my experiences in the land of paid sex.  In this post, though, I’m not going to write about my experiences, or about that land – I’m going to write about…

A couple of folks have asked for a little… clarity… about who I am, how I come to be here writing this, and about the cast of characters. My strong inclination isn’t to go too far down that road –…

For those who care, today this blog passed 10,000 page views.  [note:  that was wrong – it was more like 18,000 – I misread my stats.  Oh well.]  That sounds like more than it is, but still.  I think I’ll…

Someone found this blog today by googling “palmistry signs polyamory.” I just tried that. After five screens of somewhat interesting, but non-mydissolutelife, stuff, I gave up. How, exactly, does this search stuff work? And just for your edification, here are…

This week’s New Yorker has an article by James Wood about Michel Houellebecq, a French writer of some fame who often writes about, among other things, sex.  I won’t recapitulate, or even respond to, the article here, except to say…

A feature of living in a big city is the constant barrage of attractive people. Men, women, people of indeterminate gender; business-people, hipsters, artists, students, vagrants, magnates, ladies who lunch, you name it. The beauty is awesome, in the denotative…

Where we draw our lines is so highly variable, and so vitally communicative about who, and how, we are.  Lines that feel vitally important to me feel eminently transparent to others; lines that feel irrelevant, insignificant to me feel desperately…

What does it say about me that I have enormous sympathy for Jeffrey Dahmer?  I mean, seriously:  I identify with him.  He’s a guy who, best I can tell, spent most of his adult life desperately trying – and, for the…

Yesterday, I wrote about what turns me on.  And I could go on forever on that subject. But intellectually, I am more interested in how what turns most people (or more people) on doesn’t resonate for me, and how what…

Someone on Formspring just asked me the question, “What turns you on?” and it got me thinking.  (I don’t know about Formspring.  I joined, because, in the context of my contest with L for viewers, I thought it might be…