SEXXX

Today I ventured to the New York Museum of Sex. It was pretty great, but since it's a new museum it has lots of room to uhm, grow. Aside from watching very amusing silent porns (circa 1910) wherein the intertitles include ridiculous dialogue like "I am entering now" and "Your manhood throbbeth" the most fascinating exhibit was most definitly the patented machinery/devices used to stop masterbation. Good god. Apparently there's even an anti-rape device (some crazy ass thing they came up with in the 80s). I can't imagine how they'd market that thing. "Hey girls, tired of being paranoid of rape? Just keep this massive plastic thing up inside of you and when a guy tries to penetrate, his member will be stabbed by an internal pin/needle!" Anyway the metal corset was interesting....and then there's those "beefcake" still photographs...

On the way home, some adorable old Indian guy told me I was cute (probably cause I was flush from watching Victorian porn) and I learned that I have a severe pizza problem. $1 slices will surely be the death of me.