mosex

i had a damn good weekend
i normally do anyway,
but this one was extra awesome
and i'll tell you why, in three words:
museum. of. sex.
[parents, since i know you read this,
consider yourselves forewarned]

i'd never heard of the place before coming here,
and it actually got recommended to me by a professor at cuny
[shows how liberal new yorkers can be, i guess]
so, anyway, i went with one of my friends who was visiting
and we spent a few hours wandering around
and yes, there are photos,
you can find them here

first off, when you go in,
the lobby is filled with sexy shit to buy
they have tons of sex books, sex position guides,
calendars, trial sizes of lube, condoms, the works
the even had a wall of sex toys
some of them were funny [rubber ducky vibrator]
some were weird [pocket penis sleeves]
and some were downright terrifying
i think faye from q/c sums it up best:
'it doesn't look WEIRD, it's a lovecraftian HORROR!
it has non–euclidean geometry!
it TOUCHES PLACES THAT DON'T EXIST!'


so anyway,
the first floor we go through is all film
showing the history of sex in the cinema
it shows stag films, early nudies, 40s/50s euphemisms,
celebrity sex tapes, warhol films, you get the point

the second floor is all alternative artwork depicting sex, 'n stuff
the 'iron hole' photos were up there,
along with the rubber tit suit
there were a bunch of exhibits portraying sexuality
they even had realdolls
two of them, actually
and two partial ones you could grope
[i wished i'd taken photos of them]

the third floor is also artwork,
but this is stuff on a specific topic: condoms and stds
they had old pamphlets showing servicemen how to avoid disease,
newer pamphlets explaining how to protect yourself during sex,
and lots of art made inspired by/made of condoms
[hence the condom statuette and condom–grater]
there was a group of high school students on this floor with us,
and boy were they having fun
i can only imagine what their parents thought of the trip

the fourth and last floor was dedicated to science
SCIENCE!
they had a decent–sized display about human biology
explaining where we get our instincts and urges from
and a large display on sexual behavior in animals
they had a big wall of queer animal sex,
they had an area specifically devoted to monkeys
and then, my favorite area
the humping room
[that's where the panda statue was]
it's kinda hard to tell in that photo,
but back behind where the pandas were
there was a statue of an elk threesome
yes, you heard it hear first:
even elk want to get freaky sometimes

on the bottom floor of the museum,
they had the 'oralfix aphrodisiac café'
basically, it was an over–priced non–alcoholic drink bar
laden with herbs/spices/ingredients to boost certain traits
you know: endurance, seduction, virility, longevity, euphoria, &c
i forget which drink i had, but it wasn't that great
and like i said, over–priced
but hey, it was there, and i might as well


this place was fun, but kinda expensive
then again, everything in this fucking city is
so in that context, it was probly a steal
it's on the corner of 27th/5th if you ever want to go

n.y. state of mind

you know,
for a city of people as pissed and in a rush as new york is,
there sure are a lot nonchalantly slow motherfuckers
SERYUSLY
i thought having a quick walking pace would be a boon here
but no, of course not
there's just a metric shit–tonne more slow people to dodge
i just can't win on that front

in other fun new york news
i walked down eighth ave tonight from columbus circle
[i was heading towards the port authority building]
and the whole thing was closed between 42nd and 60th
it was cordoned off by cops,
and there were street sweepers and trucks everywhere
the best part?
there was garbage everywhere
lining both sidewalks, on both sidewalks,
piled up on the corners, and strewn in the street
it was a true trashpocalypse
i'm not sure if that's a normal sunday night thing,
or if this was a particularly bad night
either way, it was certainly a sight

i don't remember if i described in depth where i work or not,
so i will now [since i've been doing it for almost two months]
i work at the education/development department of 1199seiu
so i've been doing a lot with delegate training and upgrading curriculums
[delegates are elected by members to represent them at union meetings,
and they serve as a go–between for the members and management]
i also did some work on the rally we went to last weekend,
along with some other projects including grievance handling,
organizing, and actual delegate training
i work on 42nd st right next to the port authority bus terminal in hell's kitchen
it's a pretty nice building, and it's a great neighborhood
[though too close to times square for my taste]
best part? i work in a corner office [see here and here]
that's right: i'm a BAMF with an awesome office that's bigger than my boss's
can you say upward mobility?


also, as a parting thought
you know what just feels right?
riding the train through brooklyn late at night listening to notorious b.i.g.
it doesn't get much better than that

rallies 'n shit

hokay, so, here's the deal:
i spent the weekend in d/c
and it was awesome
i'd never been before, so it was nice to finally see it
i got to hang out with a friend from american university
[and, after meeting them, a massive amount of her friends]
and yes, i did see most of the requisite d/c sights
washington memorial, lincoln memorial, smithsonian,
white house, capital building, 50 states memorial,
and ben's chili bowl
i also found a really cool jazz club on u street called 'café nema'
i'm definitely heading back there if i'm ever in d/c again

i did actually go to d/c for a reason
there was a big rally being held at the lincoln memorial
you probly haven't heard of it:
[i'm not saying that to be pretentious or elitist;
there was almost no marketing or advertising for it]
one nation's 10.2.10 rally
it was basically a liberal, working class answer to glenn beck's rally
and the union i intern with was one of the sponsors
[my union's prez was actually the guy who created the rally]
it was certainly an experience
i have plenty of stories/opinions about it
if anybody actually wants to hear them

also?
i can't wait until the weather starts cooling off
i'm tired of sweating my tits off at work/walking around
nothing better than a sweat stain from wearing backpack
let me tell you: it exudes classyness