As the old line goes: “I don’t know much about art, but I know what I like.”

Found on Usenet.

Would you buy a used RealDoll on Ebay?

I know not what course others may take, but as for me….

Remember that animated .gif of the Joy Rider Fuck Machine I posted in November? It turns out that Violet Blue blogged about one she saw at a party — and wound up getting a free one from the manufacturer. (One of the perks of being an awesome and adventurous sex writer — which she is and I’m so not.) Plus, she gets to devise a better method for attaching dildos to it. Much experimentation in her kitchen with the cool black-and-white institutional dungeon tiles!

This was the second-nicest Christmas card I got this year, from Jordan Capri:

You can see the full sized version here.

(The first-nicest card, of course, was from The Nymph.)

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I’ve never quite “got” the whole social networking concept. Sounds like Philip from Hot Action (who is so back!) had the same problem, until it got explained to him:

I didn’t really understand how it works, this whole Friendster, MySpace phenomenon. My friend explained it thusly: “You put up a profile and then you write to cute chicks and say ‘You’re cute’ and then you get to bang them.”

That’s not how I usually operate. Anyway, I already waste enough time on the Internet. I’m too lazy to go looking through some website trying to find cute girls to pester.

Can’t I just put up a profile, I wondered, and sit back and let women contact me if they’re interested? Apparently so. But how does that work?

“You give them your email address, then they add you.”

I was confused. If a woman wants to bang me and she already has my email address, wouldn’t it make more sense to just send me an email saying, hi, I want to bang you, instead of going through all this rigamarole with MySpace and profiles and whatnot?

Well apparently the whole appeal of it is that it’s a network. So when you’re all through banging me, you can go on to bang all my hot friends.

Ah. I get it.

A deep Christmas question from The Collar Purple:

“Do ponygirls get dressed up as reindeer in December? And what would you call them, Deergirls?”

I think this picture starts us down the road to answers.

There’s a rumor floating around via email, to the effect that Christmas has been cancelled for lack of interest. What’s more, this time there’s photographic proof: