Been light on the posts this week, sorry. Between dealing with the sickies and having most of my crew either out sick or on the road it has not been a very creative week for the Monk. Thankfully the twitter feed can at least keep the rumors that I am dead to a minimum.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
New Video Rant!
I recorded this late last night, but held onto it till today, just to make sure that in the cold light of day I wasn't being too harsh to those who insist on buying fetish gear at the mall.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
My latest fantasy
I blame Matisse’s mother for this post.
It all started innocently enough. She, like most moms, wanted to include me as part of her Christmas. What to give the guy your daughter calls her “non-domestic partner” (or was that “non domesticated”?) Well knowing my penchant for motorcycles, or more my talent for falling off of them, and that anyone who dates her book crazy daughter must also enjoy them, or fake it very well, she sent me this book.
So, what the hell does book about motorcycle touring by an old guy have to do with Monk’s fantasy life?
For anyone who has spent a long summer afternoon exploring the road less traveled in the saddle of a motorcycle knows, there is no better way to tour. This author captures the feeling perfectly, in another life he would be writing blog about his adventures on remote, winding roads and his love affair with the various machines that transport him to such places. This, this has always resonated with me. The desire to hop on my bike, loaded up with just enough to keep me from dying of exposure, and picking a direction. Having long traded out the “rocket sled” fast bikes of my youth for a bike that tops out at 55mph and can be rebuilt roadside with a pair of pliers and stout rock, I’ve taken to the back roads often over the years.
Now perhaps it is reading this collection of tales or perhaps it is that as the temperature is finally reaching a point where I can ride and not worry about my fingers going numb on the controls, but oh that spark of wanderlust is there. Not just to take my vintage Ural, Boris, and tear off into the local countryside. Nope, that lust has taken a turn for the exotic.
To throw a leg over one of Boris’ distant cousins* and roar along the Great Wall, or perhaps the Silk Road or across the remains of some former Eastern Block countryside. To climb off, dusty and sore, in the town square of some unpronounceable village and wander into the closest bar for a much deserved drink of whatever the locals are enjoying.
Yeah, that is my new fantasy. What can I say, I'm kinky like that.
*The Ural motorcycle is based off the BMW boxer twin engine. Considered by most to be the most popular motorcycle engine every designed with an estimated 3.5 million of them on the planet between the original BMW and other countless “clones” produced by the USSR, China and others over the course of the cold war.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Hot Rope Bondage Anyone?
A couple if sexy shots from the GoBackToBed.Com launch party last week.
Even in a dirty, former paint factory when it is so cold that you can see your breath and yours truly had to worry about getting hypothermia as the night went on, still good fashion MUST be observed. Love the perspective on this shot.
And of course, my killer second in command Intl. Ms Leather 2009 Lamalani (@IMsL2009 on twitter, go follow her!)Throwing rope on Ms. Polly Wood.
Thanks again to the awesome Seven of Eros for helping make this happen.
Monday, February 15, 2010
An Apology, of sorts.
I get asked to make a lot of public appearances, most I have to turn down due to reasons of time, distance or cost. Add to this also having a very high profile partner, Matisse, and it seems like every week we are playing the "did person X contact you about event Y?" game. I know, I know woe is me, I'm popular a have a beautiful partner who is high demand... no this is not the point I am trying to make. All I want to say here is that it seems like we are always getting approached for something, like I said many I have to, regretebly, say no to.
And then there is what happened to me few weeks back. My darling Matisse tells me that she was approached by a theater production asking her to be a "guest expert" for an upcoming series of performances. The topic? Pegging. Frankly I could not think of anyone better to talk on the subject, she is a walking wikipedia on the topic and has probably more hours of time in a strap on harness than anyone else in the city. There was to be one slight added wrinkle to this event, they also wanted me to be on the panel. Seems they saw me read at Sex Worker Literati back in November and it left quite the impression.
Me? Yer kidding right?
Sure I, like most straight guys, have some positive things to say about the topic, but an expert on the topic? Hardly. Besides, how would this look? The big, bad wolf Twisted Monk, quasi-famous top and consort admitting in public and talking openly about getting ass fucked by a strap on?
That will not fly well with the fan base...
Or so I thought. (Remember, I am also the guy who when no men were brave enough to step up to be a demo boy for the CBT section of the bondage class, I just opened my fly and used my own hardware.) Hesitantly I agreed, thinking that this if nothing else would make for good blog fodder and well... I'm pretty much a push over anytime she does what I call the "happy sadist dance". I figured I'd take the "Yeah, you can be a big straight guy and like this. It won't make you any less of a bad ass" stand and generally be there to play off Matisse's humor and support her as she shares her hard earned insights on the topic. I'd make sure I twittered a bit on the topic and the show, but not too much. Did not want ya all to think I was too exited about it... cuz that might make me less of a big ol' straight top, ya know.
Thing is, I really enjoyed the show. I've seen (and done) a lot of "indie theater" and know that most of it can be boring, pretentious and a platform for some self absorbed ass hat to unload on an unsuspecting audience things that would be better left in a therapist's office. Instead what I saw was a sweet, insightful and very honest performance about a topic that even I, the experienced sexual outlaw, still have a slight pause talking about in public. Best of all, it was funny, like bust a gut, laugh out loud funny. The moments of raw, genuine honesty about a very taboo and sometimes confusing sexual desire really work, offset that with silly humor and it is a winning combination.
Here is where the apology comes in.
To you, dear reader. Do yourself a favor, go take your significant other(s) and go see this show. It runs for 3 more nights here in Seattle. Matisse and I will be there again tonight to host the post show discussion and if that is not enough reason to go, tonight is also "pay what you can" night. Don't let your (or my) social hang ups around something that, in the end (ha-ha), brings happiness.
Here is the trailer:
For theater info click here.
Friday, February 05, 2010
Seattle Riggers, I Need Your Help!
Galen, creator of the Tettruss2 will be in Seattle this weekend at the CSPC "Bondage is the Point" party this Sunday. He has the updated truss and is looking to us, the famous Seattle rope community for feedback on how the updated truss handles and what else needs to be done in order to create a product worthy of our trust.
To his credit, Galen has taken the truss failure in Vegas to heart and is working hard to fix the design issues with the original model. Taking my feedback he has updated, improved and corrected the design. Now I ask you, my fellow rope nerd, come out on Sunday. Meet the creator, kick the tires, ask questions and most of all provide feedback so that we all get a high quality portable and SAFE bondage truss.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
Hey Sexy Seattle Peeps, What Ya Doing This Saturday Night?
I've been hired to perform and provide "eye candy" for this event. The location is a sweet industrial loft in the shadow of the West Seattle Bridge, the event organizers told me to, "Spread the word and invite some friends..."
From the party invite:
Go Back To Bed plot summary:
Two middle aged, HOT women, searching for their place in the world, fall into the online adult sex toy industry. They soon rise to the top with a booming website and blog and change their boring everyday housewife names to "Sex Kitty " and " Miss September ".
The fast-paced blogging lifestyle of their new found career causes sexual satisfaction at home and soon they are smitten with the intensity of fame and attention they receive as the current hip and playful MOTHERS of the adult sex accoutrement market.
They get hooked on toy reviews, which is very prevalent in the adult toy industry, and find their star status slipping away. In a silicone induced state, these two minx get involved with a rockin' band, some bodacious bartenders, and fantastic warehouse owners. Being famous does have its power. Their gizmo-ridden detour results in an epic launch party celebration, while " Miss September" & "Sex Kitty" retain their day jobs as wholesome mothers and dutiful wives.
Having paid their dues, " Sex Kitty " and " Miss September" rock the adult novelty world and resume their place, not as the " fresh meat" on the market , but as seasoned veterans who still have what it takes. And do they ever!
Please join us for a sexy celebration launch of our company
Go Back To Bed
Live music by Reckon Yard
Liberal Libations, and Flirtatious Treats.
Due to the size of guest list, please bring a bottle of celebration liquor to share with the bar.
Bartenders will be happy to mix concoctions throughout the evening.
Prepare for a naughty evening of delight.
Dress sexy. We will.
RSVP to firstname.lastname@example.org no later than January 31st. Please feel free to invite friends.
For more info here is the website.
I'll be rigging and performing most of the night, come by and say hi... or better yet bring me drinks :)