Sometimes I feel like I’m “always working,” or at least, always thinking about sex.
While visiting with buddy Sean, I got to do a little work: go through his & his roommates “Maxims” and “FHMs” to copy down the names of stylists, agencies and photographers to market my corsets to.
I have built a following in the Fetish and BDSM communities, but it’s high-time I reach the mainstream.  Hollywood costumers sure haven’t put my corsets in any movie, but I’ve been in 2 porns. Go figure. No shame in that. (Nina Hartley sitting in my living room, telling me her custom corset idea for Bree Olsen for “Surrender of O 2?” Yeah, it’s like that.)

You find some great things in the ads, and an insight into the marketing these magazines do to men: …….. to attract chicks. The website is also geared toward salesmen and “getting that promotion.” Pheromones… hello, 1978 ! ….. get e-mail alerts when that female in your life is going to be an accursed bitch……. I actually LIKE this!!! Hey, PMS ain’t going away until menopause. Sometimes I feel like I’m just counting down the days. And it’s got an i-phone app! Will wonders ever cease in this Brave New World?

And it seems that G. Gordon Liddy could use PMS Buddy. With the possibility of Judge Sonia Sotomayor’s appointment to the Supreme Court, he lamented on his radio show:

“Let’s hope that the key conferences aren’t when she’s menstruating or something, or just before she’s going to menstruate. That would really be bad. Lord knows what we would get then.”

Yeah, G. Gordon. I’m with ya. Unpredictable bitches with their PMS……. why can’t women just know their place. Shut up and get in the kitchen. Iron Gordo’s shirt.

I got nothin.’ I can’t work up anything resembling original caustic wit against someone so pathetic as G. Gordon Liddy.

Maybe when it’s closer to “that time of the month……………”