The Over-Educated Nympho

At last, I have imported my blogroll. It is on the left sidebar toward the bottom because it’s so long. And I can’t figure out how to get them all on their own page (anyone? a little help?).

I apologize for taking so long to get my blogroll up, especially since many of you, my beloved readers, have me on yours. The list has not been revised in months, so I have not yet modified broken links or added my many new favorite people. Sit tight and I’ll update it soon.ish.

If you would like to be on my blogroll, you have to match one of the following: 1) regularly… occasionally… ever? comment on my blog OR 2) your own blog is so damn funny that I don’t care you don’t know I exist. If you don’t meet either of those, then, well figure it out.

This was the final article I wrote for the Houston Press blog about the 1st Annual Lonestar Pornutopia in early December. My article never got published, and I was never told why. I’m not taking it personally because the (real) journalist’s article for the print edition was never published either.

So I figure it’s been long enough that it’s safe for me to post this without getting bitch-slapped, especially since there was never any contract or money or legal stuff. Hell, they don’t even know my real name. HA. [ohmygod I’m just kidding I LOVE THE HOUSTON PRESS AND IF YOU WANT ME BACK I WILL COME BACK JUST OPEN UP YOUR ARMS BABY AND THE NYMPHO WILL COME RUNNING] So that’s a huge part of the reason I didn’t blog about the porn convention while it was happening. That and the fact that I was so fucking exhausted it took me two weeks and a cold to get back to normal. Porn stars party hard, man.

I have done some minor editing, mostly putting all the curse words back in. Please keep in mind that the following is only a small portion of the many crazy things I witnessed or experienced during those four days. I hope you enjoy the stories that came from the many sacrifices I made here–for the sake of the blog. It is always for the sake of the blog.

H-Town Becomes Porn Town

It’s not just any day when you find yourself holding a porn star’s wang in the dark corner of a seedy swingers club for a photograph.

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What? I’m dead serious. I could SO be a model, if I really wanted to.

You know that Katherine Heigl girl? Izzy Stevens, aka “Dr. Model” on Grey’s Anatomy? Well I look exactly like her.

Ok, sure, I know I’m not all model skinny. I mean, I’d have to lose fifteen pounds. Twice. But other than that, I look just like her. The similarities are eerie. Or they would be, if I were blonde. And had better hair. And maybe if I were a little taller.

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