This trip to the West Coast has been something of a first for me: its the first time I’ve traveled completely without paper maps – instead I’ve been depending entirely on digital maps and directions. My rental car, which by all accounts is excessively sporty and ridiculous 
, is equipped with a global positioning system (this one’s a Garmin) and I’ve downloaded Google maps onto my Treo, plus I use Hop Stop whenever public transit or walking is involved.
I like not having maps crumpled up on the floor of my car, or misfolded in my bag – I am a messy person, I can’t help it. But digital directions are very destination oriented. I do realy love knowing where the fuck I’m going – or at least, depending on the digital voice to tell me where to turn. But I don’t feel like I’ve gotten any perspective on the lay of the land of either San Francisco or Los Angeles as a result. I can navigate the blocks surrounding my destination point, but that’s about it. The tech I’m using gives very little idea of what life outside my little digital window is like.
Jeez, I think the SF geekiness is getting to me. Next thing you know I’ll be writing more and more about tech and less about sex. Well, maybe not.
Or maybe I’ll be make appearances on Geek Entertainment TV. Oh wait, I did that already.
Tomorrow maybe I’ll blog about boozing it up with alt pornsters, cuz that’s where I’m headed tonight. If you have access to the Internet (and I suspect you do), you can check out a whole hour of me on Reverend Mitcz’s Aural Salvation. Its on from 9-10 pm PST/12-1 am EST – just go to Music+ TV and click the “M+TV live” button when the time comes.
10:43 pm
LOL! For some reason, I’m having a hard time picturing you driving that car. And I mean that as a compliment, of course.
5:18 pm
That car just doesn’t ‘fit’ iyswim. Totally with you on the GPS thing too, I try to annoy mine (how stupid is that?) by following the routes I like the look of ’cause I generally know how to get where I’m heading and only need it for the last mile or so if I’ve not visited before.
7:32 pm
A Pontiac Solstice is not ridiculous at all, just fun. Now, if it had been a Corvette, *that* would be ridiculous. :)
(I had a Chrysler Crossfire convertible as a rental on my last trip, whee! But then again, I have a soft spot for two-seater convertibles, a.k.a. roadsters.)
1:02 am
[...] I’ve been very happily immersed in the world of sexuality on the internet -what my good pal Lux Nightmare dubbed on Sexerati as the “pink ghetto”- partly because I see sexuality as a lens for human behavior and culture. Also, I’m kind of naughty. Or maybe just drawn that way. I like my pink ghetto, it makes me think, gets me off, and employs me – what else could a girl ask for? But lately I’ve begun to read outside of the pink ghetto a bit, and it’s kind of weird. Whereas I used to just have one folder called “non sex blogs” in my RSS feed reader, I now have several folders of blogs I read that cover other topics. I realized that if I comment outside of my niche, or if I write about non-sex things (see my post on digital navigation), I am the anomaly, the NSFW link in a sea of well-behaved commentary. As I delve into this PEEQ stuff I’ll be writing and thinking more about social networking and social media, and I can’t help but wonder how these contributions will be viewed, dealt with, or reacted to in the blogosphere at large. Because, you know, the internet exists beyond smut, but I embrace the living fuck out of the smut. [...]