Sorry for the lack of posts this past year or so, I've been extremely busy between Rockalily, Upfront, YWTF and all the other little projects. The 2nd annual No Pants Dance Party was a success! Thanks to Hush Money and The New Impressions of 2 FANS for warming up the crowd. We raised almost $100 for each the AIDS Committee of Ottawa and the Ottawa Humane Society! Thanks for all your support, Ottawa! And a super-big thanks to everyone who comes in from out of town to see our shows. Rockalily loves you all!
Today I thought of a tidbit about metal toys that I thought I should pass on.
Although they are a little pricey, steel, aluminum and titanium sex toys make a great addition to your naughty drawer. Like glass toys they are non-porous, easy to clean and can easily be heated or cooled to your liking. Unlike glass, they are unbreakable!
Titanium is going to be the most expensive, but is the lightest of the three metals.
Aluminum is your middle ground. A good metal, not too heavy but enough weight that you feel it.
Steel is very heavy - of the three metals most commonly used in sex toys this is the one that is most likely to cause damage. Extra care should be taken when using steel toys, especially butt plugs, as the weight is being held by your sphincter - something you do NOT want to damage.
Just something to keep in mind when shopping for metal toys!
Friday, July 3, 2009
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Sometimes I write just for the hell of it.
Atop the fence she sat; A temporary feeling of invincibility running through her veins. The outdoor speakers from the dive bar blasting a familiar song. She takes a draw off of her cigarette in between breathlessly muttered lyrics. A quick scan of her surroundings brought her to the realization that she was not the only one singing along under her breath. Is this what they call a "moment"?
She considered throwing herself backwards off of the fence. Just high enough to hurt, not high enough to injure. Maybe her skull would crack if she pushed off with enough force. Maybe they would need to call an ambulance. Maybe someone would notice her, for once.
"I feel so alone right now" She thought to herself, snapping out of whatever daze she was in.
Her friends, assuming she could call them that, were still singing along to the soundtrack of the night. A cold tear streamed down her cheek, or was it raining? She couldn't tell sometimes. One of her friends offered to fill her glass back up.
Countless beers and innumerable morbid thoughts later she decided it best to leave her car in the parking lot and stay the night at a friend's place down the street.
A group of them arrived in the shared townhouse. The one with red walls that extracted the deepest, darkest feelings out of those who stood between them.
It was raining again, inside, selectively located on her face. Or was she crying? Upset about what was being left behind. Damn those red walls.
Everyone else had retired to bed, to fuck their lover, to sleep the drunk off, to create something beautiful that may never be understood; Everyone except him. He sat with her while she cried, he held her and told her she was beautiful. He asked her to get another beer out of the fridge for them to share.
While reaching in to the fridge he crept up from behind and pulled her panties down from underneath her dress. The blue and red panties that were her favourite. The ones that, up until this night, she had considered lucky.
It's okay, she thought. They were friends, he was drunk. "It's okay", she told herself over and over again.
Maybe someday she'll convince herself.
She considered throwing herself backwards off of the fence. Just high enough to hurt, not high enough to injure. Maybe her skull would crack if she pushed off with enough force. Maybe they would need to call an ambulance. Maybe someone would notice her, for once.
"I feel so alone right now" She thought to herself, snapping out of whatever daze she was in.
Her friends, assuming she could call them that, were still singing along to the soundtrack of the night. A cold tear streamed down her cheek, or was it raining? She couldn't tell sometimes. One of her friends offered to fill her glass back up.
Countless beers and innumerable morbid thoughts later she decided it best to leave her car in the parking lot and stay the night at a friend's place down the street.
A group of them arrived in the shared townhouse. The one with red walls that extracted the deepest, darkest feelings out of those who stood between them.
It was raining again, inside, selectively located on her face. Or was she crying? Upset about what was being left behind. Damn those red walls.
Everyone else had retired to bed, to fuck their lover, to sleep the drunk off, to create something beautiful that may never be understood; Everyone except him. He sat with her while she cried, he held her and told her she was beautiful. He asked her to get another beer out of the fridge for them to share.
While reaching in to the fridge he crept up from behind and pulled her panties down from underneath her dress. The blue and red panties that were her favourite. The ones that, up until this night, she had considered lucky.
It's okay, she thought. They were friends, he was drunk. "It's okay", she told herself over and over again.
Maybe someday she'll convince herself.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Masturbation Gone Green!
Finalement!
We have recycling programs for grocery bags, batteries, paint, cell phones and most anything imaginable. With a little motivation one can find recycling depots for just about everything... but what to do with those old sex toys?
Now there's a recycling program for those too! Simply ship your toys to:
Dreamscapes Recycling Program
5450 Bruce B Downs Blvd #366
Wesley Chapel, FL 33544
Once received, your no longer loved toys are dismantled and it's parts are sent to the appropriate recycling plants. They even recycle batteries!
Include your email address with your package to receive a $10 gift card for one of Dreamscape's affiliate retailers.
For complete info, please visit Dreamspaces Recycling Program's website
They say that the colour green makes you horny... could "going green" have the same effect?
We have recycling programs for grocery bags, batteries, paint, cell phones and most anything imaginable. With a little motivation one can find recycling depots for just about everything... but what to do with those old sex toys?
Now there's a recycling program for those too! Simply ship your toys to:
Dreamscapes Recycling Program
5450 Bruce B Downs Blvd #366
Wesley Chapel, FL 33544
Once received, your no longer loved toys are dismantled and it's parts are sent to the appropriate recycling plants. They even recycle batteries!
Include your email address with your package to receive a $10 gift card for one of Dreamscape's affiliate retailers.
For complete info, please visit Dreamspaces Recycling Program's website
They say that the colour green makes you horny... could "going green" have the same effect?
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Female Sex Survey
Does anyone else get offended when they read statistics about what women want in bed or how they view sex?
The Ottawa Sun is running a week-long special series looking into the sex lives of women and if Monday's article was any indication the entire series is going to be biased, vanilla and heavily edited to exclude anything actually worth reading.
The aggregate data in their statistic charts shows that the largest percentage of women interviewed stated "I don't know" or refused to answer the questions asked. Not all women are comfortable discussing their sex lives with a market research agency. In fact, most aren't. I make my living talking about sex and I still don't think I'd feel comfortable discussing the intricacies of my sex life with a stranger.
Nowhere does it state the age demographic targeted. It's really easy to skew data polls by making the informed decision to exclude or focus more strongly on certain age groups.
We're supposed to trust this data as an accurate and innovative new view on the sex lives of hetero females? I don't think so.
Why can't we have proper representation in the media when it comes to sex? Women seem to be portrayed as either promiscuous and liberal (ie. Sex and the City) or prudish and indecisive (ie. The Ottawa Sun's current week-long series on women and sex).
Sure, there are extremes, but what about those of us in the middle? I truly believe that in a more comfortable setting many of the women who said they "with their partner would be better skilled" would admit things more along the lines of "I wish he'd let me peg him" or "My favorite position? facefucking." Enjoying a little deviancy does not make you slut or a heathen. By refusing to even acknowledge any sexually deviant or homosexual activity in their articles on the sex lives of women the Ottawa Sun is perpetuating the shame and negativity that so many women feel about their sexual preferences.
Just because you read it in the newspaper, or magazine, or my blog, DOES NOT MAKE IT CONCRETE.
Everyone is different and everyone deserves to be embraced for who they are, not overlooked or shamed for straying from "the norm".
Sorry to be so editorial, but I get very angry when a journalist decides that it's a good idea for them to write about sex. They almost always say something offensive or misogynistic and they often come across as uninformed. Do your research. I've spend years studying sex, sexuality, health, BDSM lifestyles and the psychology of sexuality and I wouldn't dare try to write an article on the definitive sexual desires of women. I wonder what the writer of this article's credentials are? J-school?
Got beef with the portrayal of women's sexuality in the media? Leave a rant in the comments or send your own editorial to the Ottawa Sun via ottsun.feedback@sunmedia.com .
The Ottawa Sun is running a week-long special series looking into the sex lives of women and if Monday's article was any indication the entire series is going to be biased, vanilla and heavily edited to exclude anything actually worth reading.
The aggregate data in their statistic charts shows that the largest percentage of women interviewed stated "I don't know" or refused to answer the questions asked. Not all women are comfortable discussing their sex lives with a market research agency. In fact, most aren't. I make my living talking about sex and I still don't think I'd feel comfortable discussing the intricacies of my sex life with a stranger.
Nowhere does it state the age demographic targeted. It's really easy to skew data polls by making the informed decision to exclude or focus more strongly on certain age groups.
We're supposed to trust this data as an accurate and innovative new view on the sex lives of hetero females? I don't think so.
Why can't we have proper representation in the media when it comes to sex? Women seem to be portrayed as either promiscuous and liberal (ie. Sex and the City) or prudish and indecisive (ie. The Ottawa Sun's current week-long series on women and sex).
Sure, there are extremes, but what about those of us in the middle? I truly believe that in a more comfortable setting many of the women who said they "with their partner would be better skilled" would admit things more along the lines of "I wish he'd let me peg him" or "My favorite position? facefucking." Enjoying a little deviancy does not make you slut or a heathen. By refusing to even acknowledge any sexually deviant or homosexual activity in their articles on the sex lives of women the Ottawa Sun is perpetuating the shame and negativity that so many women feel about their sexual preferences.
Just because you read it in the newspaper, or magazine, or my blog, DOES NOT MAKE IT CONCRETE.
Everyone is different and everyone deserves to be embraced for who they are, not overlooked or shamed for straying from "the norm".
Sorry to be so editorial, but I get very angry when a journalist decides that it's a good idea for them to write about sex. They almost always say something offensive or misogynistic and they often come across as uninformed. Do your research. I've spend years studying sex, sexuality, health, BDSM lifestyles and the psychology of sexuality and I wouldn't dare try to write an article on the definitive sexual desires of women. I wonder what the writer of this article's credentials are? J-school?
Got beef with the portrayal of women's sexuality in the media? Leave a rant in the comments or send your own editorial to the Ottawa Sun via ottsun.feedback@sunmedia.com .
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
This Saturday at Babylon: ONE NIGHT STAND

March 7th, 2009: One Night Stand, Rockalily Burlesque's second headlining show will be rocking Babylon Nightclub like only Rockalily can.
This time we've got special musical guests, Ninety Pounds of Ugly and DJ Eric Roberts.
over a dozen local artists and artisans will be exhibiting and selling their works while artists from Pirate City show off their skills with a tattoo machine on some human canvas. To top it all off we've got door prizes from our sponsors and a raffle to benefit the Ottawa SPCA featuring several luxurious prizes!
Don't miss out! Advance Tickets are $12 at both Compact Music locations, all 3 Classixxx locations, End Hits and Pirate City. Cover is $15 at the door.
See you there!
Labels:
Alcohol,
Burlesque,
Music,
Ottawa,
Rockalilly
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Tragedy for Local Sex Shoppe Owner

Around 3am on February 6th the strip mall next to the Brittania Pub, on Richmond road was set ablaze. The strip mall was gutted by fire. Included in the wreckage was locally owned and operated, Wicked Wanda's Adult Emporium.
Two local residents have been charged with 5 counts of arson in relation to the Richmond Road fire that destroyed 4 other business as well as WW.
Wanda, the proprietor of Wicked Wanda's, was in London, Ontario at the time of the fire performing with the London edition of Sexapalooza. Wicked Wanda's Adult Emporium was a labour of love. Wanda thrived on educating the public on sexuality and offers workshops on various types of BDSM play and body discovery.
An Unofficial statement from a WW employee say "We will regroup and rebuild".
A fund has been started to help Wanda get back on her feet while the insurance dicks take their time figuring out how little they can pay out. If you are interested in donating please email me and I will put you in contact with the person in charge of raising money.
I wish Wanda nothing but the best and hope that she and her employees/friends (sometimes that line blurs) are all back on their feet really soon.
I know what it's like to have your world turned upside-down by a fire. On December 23rd '08 the apartment above mine was destroyed by a fire. The structure of my apartment was destroyed by flood and smoke. Luckily the contents were unharmed. I was displaced for 5 weeks, with no insurance and no proper compensation from the company I rent from. Not to mention the busses were not running! Renovations were finally fully completed last week and we're still unpacking and reorganizing.
My situation sucked more than I can express in words... I can only imagine how all the business owners who lost their stores in the Feb 6th fire feel.
My heart goes out to them.
(photo from Ottawa Citizen)
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