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03 April 2006

perverts' saloon reminder

Hey, you lovely pretty dumb things, don't forget that I and nine other bloggers are risking life, limb, paper cuts and compromised anonymity to read tonight at the Perverts' Saloon reading in chic Williamsburg this evening.

The fun begins at 8:00 p.m., it's free, and there's a goody bag for the first seventy-five of you. I'd love to see each and every one of you there.

Crave the full deets? Just click on the big poster up and over there to the right. See you tonight!

kissykiss,
chelsea girl

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UPDATE: Fun was had. Words were read. Adult beverages were consumed. Feels were copped.

The Perverts' Saloon was a total blast--especially the blow job conga line (and I without my dick, alas)--and if you didn't make it there, you should be very, very sorry. Desiree, our hostessa with the mostessa was charming and lovely and funny and really, really dirty.

She made Sarah Silverman look like Rita Rudner. She made Gilbert Gottfried look like Carrot Top. She made Dave LaChapelle look like...well, you get the picture. She was awesome.

Dacia's orgy story dovetailed with surprise reader Jane Vincent's panty-wearing cleaning boy story, and the two of them were adorable in a completely empowered sex-positive activist way. Lex read an orgy story too, wherein he seemed really pretty lively for purporting to be dead. Riding the orgy bandwagon too were the ineffable Jefferson, who like a pansexual Hugh Hefner came attended by a full compliment of babes, all clamoring for attention and serving him beverages like the little Caligula he is, and the very lustacious Selina Fire, who may very well be the real J.T. LeRoy, but with more joy and less psychosis.

Relative bloggy newbies Charlie Bucket and Tess each told stories of pleasurable intrusions. Mmmmm....new bloggers....mmmm....new bloggy buttstories....

Cherry Bomb, I'm sure, is tired of this, but she is just the cutest. You can't help but want to eat her up like a canape. The fact that she is 5'1" and has a colossal presence and a sharp mind only makes me want to eat her more slowly.

Tony Comstock literally gave me the shirt off his back. Which means that I not only got this fine Comstockian scented limited edition black t-shirt that I'm wearing now, but it also means I got to see him bare-chested, in leather pants, and in the rain.

Yeah, it doesn't suck to be me, from time to time.

As for me, I had a lovely time. I was a tad nervous--I babbled a bit before reading--but everyone was very supportive of me. I read my post "feral," and if the audience wasn't actually enthusiastic, they faked it really very convincingly. I got to meet Flint, who is absolutely gorgeous and charming (nothing better than a bald man, I always say), and I introduced him around to the other bloggers; maybe he'll read next time.

It's always really lovely to have people, actual, real, live people, tell me they appreciate my writing. Writing often feels like such a lonesome dove. We do it by ourselves, after all--like we masturbate, like we weep, like we are ashamed of it, like we take take pleasure in it--and yet it remains an attempt to touch others.

Thank you for letting me touch you in those naughty-sweaty, thinky, kinky places. Thank you for letting me know you liked it.

I could get kind of used to this.

Comments

I'm in another country so I can't make it...but if I weren't, I'd give it a go. Have a good time and good luck!!

Wish I could be there! Have a great time and tell us all about it. ;)

Sigh. I'll be with you in spirit, darling. Break a leg, babe, you're gonna show those wannabe perverts how the Girls make it so hott in Chelsea.

Awaiting your scene report with bated breath...

Have fun! Wish I could come...

Woe be to me who is underaged and on the other side of the continent.

If I lived on the same side of the world I would have thought about it :)

It was certainly nice to see you reading. Such clear enunciation, such immaculate posture . . . and that vocabulary is to die.

I say again, damn, I wish I could be out there on the wrong coast from time to time!

I must admit I had a terrific time last night.
I don't really get the opportunity to get out much.
I met you briefly and mentioned I read your site often. Yea, I was the dorky guy in the back with the cheesy sports jacket and sneakers. I was invited through another fellow blogger whom you know as Tess. (which I was very happy to meet in person)
As a matter of fact it was extememly nice to finally meet all of you in person and find that we are not just figments of one another's imagination. (might I add, you looked stunning and your read was very exciting)
I find it exhilarating to know that no matter how far apart from each other we are, our blogs can connect the inner, (and last night the outer) pervert in all of us. It's a relief to know I'm not the only one who reads and pleasures himself to the daily outpouring of naughty posts of my fellow bloggers. I even traveled 100 miles just to be there last night.
I hope I get the chance to do it again sometime soon.
Who knows, If I can ever get over this incurable shyness, maybe I'll even read someday.
Thanks for a wonderful time!

Glad fun was had by all...

Thought you would rise to my little pun above :).

I'm planning my next trip to NYC around one of these events.

Oh EM,

I wish I could make you come. Make you come like the saucy little bitch you are.

CG,

I'll be running a bit late - y'know how these overs-seas flights are, seem like they take forever.

Break-a-leg!

Rups
XO

Hey, you didn't cop a feel off of me! I feel rejected.

'blowjob conga line'!
'pansexual Hugh Hefner'!

But your words, as they always do, get me in the all right places.

Read, schmead. Perhaps Flint is a likely Saloon recruit.

kissy kiss.

CG -- you were a natural up there.. you had them eating out of your gloriously bloodstained palms...

xoxo

Charlie "I'm bald too" Bucket

I'm glad you had a great time. But I think I'd be a little intimidated by such a throng of uber-bloggers!

I was there and it's all true! It was a delight to be a voyeur at this special night, basking in the afterglow of all around great sex.

Somehow these meet-ups always leave me suffused with insecurity. It's very weird, this infant-hungry need I have right now for pure, unadulterated and possibly puréed approval.

Thanks all of you who came to listen, to all of you who read, and especially to Dacia, Viviane and Selina who made it all possible.

kissykiss,
chelsea girl

I really wanted to come to this thing, but I have class on Monday nights. Thanks for the report!

I'm still breaking my sexblog cherry, and you are one of my inspirations.

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