Lip My Stockings

I just got turned on to a fantastic writer from the Bay Area- Michelle Tea. I am reading her novel, Valencia. For all you kinky folks out there, I can tell you it’s a real treat to come across a creative and lusty kink scene right near the beginning of the book. And there are more throughout the novel. It’s a wild ride. It is sex, drugs and rock‘n roll in the Mission, in the most honest and vulnerable style I have come across in a long time. I am a new fan.

A friend of mine is married to this guy who works for the American Embassy, and they will be stationed next year in Tokyo, Japan. I am going to visit! This trip will be months from now, but I am already on the edge of my seat. I’ve got some Learn Japanese in Your Car tapes to brush up with (I studied the language for three years in high school). I enjoy the nuggets of wisdom I get from Midori about Japan- like in the article she did about Tentacle Sex. If anyone has any great ideas of where to go when I get to Tokyo, please drop me a line. I watched the movie Lost in Translation again last night. I love the Tokyo call girl who asks Bill Murray’s character to “Lip my stockings.” Brilliant.

The new Stockroom building is right across the street from that bastion of punk sounds, Epitaph Records. They hooked us up with a brand new copy of the Suicide Girl’s new DVD of their Burlesque tour. I can’t wait to watch it. They’ve got a show at the El Rey next week, and I will be there! I promise to give you a full report. Have I told you lately that I love my job?