the real me

Well, after a year, I've put a real photo of myself in the profile. It was taken by my wife as we waited for our plane to return from New York.

Wonderful woman that she is, she insisted I remove my wedding ring for the pic, because, she said, Al Sensu shouldn't be wearing one.

Now, all you women out there who've flirted with me for the past year, what do you think?

a perfect day

Wednesday in New York on business. Got laid before breakfast. Took care of business. Had the best pastrami known to mankind. Went to the In the Flesh Reading Series curated by Rachel Kramer Bussel.

I thought all the readers were great. Perry Brass very poetic, and he even passed out cupcakes. RKB herself with a very hot sub/dom/lesbo piece. Two smart, sexy readings from the collection Juicy Mangoes. And more.



But John Blesso chewed up the stage and spit it out with a very funny, erotic and poignant story about attraction to an older woman. John is young enough to be my...nephew. So I think his older woman is, oh, about my age.

Said story not related to his screamingly funny book, Sharehouse Confidential.

I bought it on the spot and my sides were splitting from laughter by the end of my subway ride back uptown.


Events like this one reason I wish I could be in New York more often.

i like cleavage, but...

You can't really see it in this crappy cell phone pic, but this young thing entered a major trade show in New York wearing very short raggedy cutoffs that displayed a good inch of bottom cleavage. It was the worst of the many fashion disasters seen during the week.

It's great that "anything goes" now in clothing and hair styles, but the total lack of rules works against those who lack taste and judgment.

It's not that I don't have a typically male reaction to barely-clad bazongs, but a certain woman I saw who wore a black scoop-neck top with just a hint of cleavage and no VBLs*, a gray a-line skirt, and black pumps, qualified as tasteful and extremely sexy. Too bad I didn't get a picture of her.

*visible bra lines

al on 6S

Six Sentences is a fascinating blog that publishes written pieces that are six sentences long.

I wrote a piece that debuts today.

bot really!

I'm so pleased that Chelsea Girl has included my latest story in her Fleshbot Sex Blog Roundup this week.

I'll say again: The Roundup is where I first discovered the world of Sex Blogs. It's a great way to find new writers. Chelsea and Jefferson do a great job of scouting talent and what they and Fleshbot do is a great service to writers and readers alike.

mourning

I subscribe to blogs using Feedblitz, and get a daily email with links to all the new posts. Today's feed included one about insurance in Texas and I knew what it meant: One of the blogs I follow had closed up shop and a spammer had swooped in to claim the blog URL. This time it was Secret Brain.

Art had let us know this would happen and seemed at peace with it. I know most of us will probably not be blogging forever. If you look at the archives of most sex blogs, you'll see the ancient ones started in 2005. Most started last year or this year, so it's still a new thing.

There a just a few bloggers I have off-blog email relationships with, yet I feel some form of friendship, affection, lust, for a bunch more. Yet I am aware we really don't know each other. In most cases, we don't know each others' real names. But there is something very intimate about what we share on these blogs that leads to these feelings I have.

So when someone closes up shop, it's like losing a friend or loved one. I don't question the decision of those who, when they stop posting, take their blog down, although I hate to see those names stolen. I'd rather they did what Desireous did, maintaining the URL and making it private. Another option, although time-consuming, is to change every post to draft status. It just feels to me like someone moved into Art's house and kicked him out. But in the long run, it really doesn't matter. We all have our own lives, and we blog for a variety of reasons and find the blogs and bloggers we do to satisfy our own needs.

I just want to say thank you to Art for sharing his life, for supporting other bloggers with his knowledge and efforts, with best wishes for the future. And to the others -- perhaps some still lurking -- thanks for your openness, friendship, and in certain specific cases, for making me all hot and bothered.

gotta hand it to him

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al's birthday

Al Sensu was born a year ago, August 2, 2006. He was born of horniness. From that horniness a story was extruded from the brain between his legs up through the brain in his head onto a Word document and then to blogspot.

Read the story.

I have made many great friends through the blog o' sphere. I thank you all for your support, and for sharing so much of and about yourselves. It's a great community we have.

I thank all who read my little tales and commentaries. Mine are not the most-read blogs out there, but the erotischism site counter just passed 50,000, and Hard & Fast just passed 25,000, so that's not bad. I think of it this way: You people have spent more than 2,500 hours reading my scribblings, and that is an honor.

I thank the people who do Sugasm, Fleshbot Sex Blog Roundup and Adult Blog Hub. And I miss Blogstormz. These are how people found me and I found them.

I've just been interviewed by Blog Interviewer.

Keep reading and remember, we bloggers love those comments!

Love,
Al