Welcome to "From the Fuckbucket," my newest experiment in blog subseries, in which I respond more fully to anonymous questions deposited in the Fuckbucket at Smut Slams. If anyone thinks that Smut Slams are pure, unadulterated filth, just non-stop sexual sewage filling up the room, let me disabuse...
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Shoulda thought about spanking her ass before you tied off that Saran Wrap. Kitchens are sexy as fuck, but only if you’re observing all the safety rules and laws of physics! Let’s get some real talk up in this joint, a recent piece...
View MoreWelcome to "From the Fuckbucket," my newest experiment in blog subseries, in which I respond more fully to anonymous questions deposited in the Fuckbucket at Smut Slams. When spring rolls around, Smut Slammers’ minds naturally turn to outdoor sex. I was glad to see that even the UK...
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What's on _your_ grocery list? My first-ever personals ad—written for craigslist with the help of a friend—was so short. “Fierce articulate bi-dyke with big tits seeks caring confident man who won’t bore me. We both make conscious choices about our atypical sex lives.†Other...
View MoreWelcome to "From the Fuckbucket," my newest experiment in blog subseries, in which I respond more fully to anonymous questions deposited in the Fuckbucket at Smut Slams. Fuckbucket questions always lack context, but they’re normally a little more specific than this week's: "How deep is too deep?"...
View MoreI’ve been on the sex-positive train for a long time, as a writer, performer, and sometimes-educator. People out in the world seemed quite happy and ready to pin that tag on me when describing a Smut Slam, for example, and when I looked over my...
View MoreI’m finally getting to the point where I know other artists in my stop-over cities, and by “know†I mean they’ve been a Smut Slam judge or I appeared in one of their gigs and at the very least we’re friends on Facebook. It’s also...
View MoreI have spent the last eight years peeling my life open for public scrutiny, through my blogging and the plays and the Smut Slam and the Facebooking… you’d think I’d have no boundaries left, if I had any to begin with. You’d think that, but you’d...
View MoreWHEN: 4 hours (1-5pm), April 9, 2017. WHERE: Mauerpark, Berlin. OUTPUT: two full-length pieces, including a deliciously wet sit-and-spin session (with a focus on the ass) and a summer afternoon of semi-public pussy eating with the smells of sausage on the barbecue in the background. I wanted Berlin to go...
View MoreOpen mics notoriously happen anywhere that the host can fit them. I’m not even talking about the alcoves and broom closets of Edinburgh Fringe. I have been on multiple open mic shows—comedy, music, variety, whatever—that just unroll in the front room of a bar, dropping...
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