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What is my favorite interest? After a long time when I hid this from the “vanilla” public, and from mom {She was listening to Laura Ingraham up to the time of her first stroke in September 2008.}, I feel free to mention it now.
I am an erotica collector. In the course of reading available texts on erotica [| porn | smut], I have picked up on a good slice of its history. But unfortunately, in North America, this is a topic which cannot be openly broached. Merely its mention causes a plurality of people to squirm away.
I kept my interest in this hidden from mom, dad, and most other
family members for a long time. Getting VHS videocassettes with this
content into the domicile here required ingenuity, and the sporadic
‘white lie’ [“Another brewery sending samples of its
newest beers for me to taste and report about.”].
Somehow, in June 1998, I managed to show & tell my way into
becoming the provider of smut for the Twisted Spoke [at Ogden
& Grand Aves. in Chicago] restaurant's Saturday evening
presentations of "Smut & Eggs". Nobody on my families'
sides knew I was doing this. All they knew was that I liked to spend
Saturday nights at the Twisted Spoke. Maybe I was trying to meet
somebody. (I was. But I came to entertain that if I ever did meet
a female who enjoyed what I did there, there would be no way I
could introduce her to my parents. Do you remember what I
scrawled on the index page about being 15 feet away from mom's
bedroom?)
Mom never did learn that I was the provider.
Dad did not know exactly what I was doing until his brother
[my uncle] Russell called him here long-distance from the metro
Washington, DC. area after finding an on-line Chicago Reader article
published in August 2006, blowing my cover. {His opening line:
"Do you know what your son is doing on Saturday nights?"}
[I would still like to know who tipped me off to the Reader. Not
that I would do anything upon learning such.] Thankfully, this
information did not bother dad.
Conversely, during this span, soccer players, coaches, and
league officials knew I was doing this. There were
approximately nine to twelve Saturdays during each calendar year
when I would be elsewhere, whether it was covering soccer,
going to Cinema
Wasteland, or attending a distant craft beer exposition.
Yet after the Reader article ran, the media relations director of
Chicago's-then indoor soccer franchise decided he was not going
to accreditate me to cover their matches in 2006-07. He was a
graduate of a religious-based university. This franchise bit the
dust after that season.
I departed the Twisted Spoke in December 2008. The new bar
manager there wanted to turn over the roster. I thought I would have
a better opportunity to meet females, especially on a Saturday night,
if they did not initially know about my erotica library.
I've
not been able to show my movies anywhere since 2013 (I would like to
return to doing this.); but a lot of people still associate me with
the Twisted Spoke.
My talent is available. Visit this W-WW page for information on hiring me to show my library of erotica | smut | porn in your licensed venue. A significant amount of my library is not copyrighted in the U.S.A.
My real-life world does not orbit solely around porn, but if anybody was to declare, "Either the porn goes or I go.", you have one guess which would be discarded.
It is now April 2026. I still have not gotten a match-up with
somebody (preferably female) out here somewhere.
I came
close toward the end of July 2014 at a swinger-affiliated hotel
party. But it did not happen for me. Then the hotel's owner |
operator tried to sandbag me with a $250 “cleaning fee”
falsely saying he had caught me smoking in
my hotel room.
I have never smoked anything, either
licit or illicit, but that did not stop him from trying to
enforce his decision. (He reported to nobody higher!) My credit
card company finally settled the dispute for me. I submit this
rip-off was how the hotel, which lost its major chain affiliation
[Ramada], attempted to stay in operation. It closed permanently
in 2015.
I perceive, on the sexpositive arc, Dan Savage has twice
redefined me. I now identify as a sensualist who is
“heteroflexible”.
Some attitudes modify, but the
one about single males being involved in this sphere is still
resistant.
I am a member at
FetLife, but will not apply for
“registered” status. I do not trust it with my personal
data. Memberships with Kasidie and Swing Life Style have dropped off.
On Fetlife, I am transparent that I am utilizing the site as
searching for persons to do lewd activities with me (a|k|a
"hook-ups"). Some other members insist this is not
Fetlife's purpose. But if it is not, explain how and why its 'Events'
tab has an option for 'Sex Party'.
In February 2013, I published a new zine which
orbited around my experiences in Japan: "Japan
Jaunt".
Roctober
magazine described it as "Pudgy's best zine yet".
It includes articles submitted to outside publishers, as well as
new, original copy.
I published another print issue in August
2017, and revised it relatively recently. It
is available for free download here.
I had an incident of the stars aligning in early March 2015. My travel bot turned up an amazingly low airfare from Chicago to Tokyo, Japan. Both jaunts involved changing planes, but each arrived or departed from Tokyo Haneda (HND) airport. I wrote than Haneda is to Narita what Chicago Midway is to O'Hare. If you can get a flight into HND, and it is not a premium compared to the airfare to NRT, go into HND. But I was again unable to stay in Yokohama because the house master of Guest House Kanalian (on the ‘spammy’ regular bookmark page) was taking off some days to visit a relative in Okinawa. The hostel I stayed at this time was formerly part of the Khaosan Group, but is now independent. It is near Asakusa. I had last stayed here in 2010. The day before I returned, I migrated to the Keikyū EX Inn Kamata [5-28-18 Kamata, Ota-ku, Tokyo-to], because my flight leaving HND was @ 9:45 am [GMT + 9], and if I checked out of the hostel before 9:00 am, I would not get my deposits returned. The EX Inn was a tiny room, but sufficient for either a short, or a medium-range stay. With advance booking and a favorable exchange rate (I got ¥118 = $1.), it was $59 | night.
I got a bunch of photographs, which might wind up on-line somewhere. I also met Brian MacDuckston of Ramen Adventures (on the regular bookmark page) for a bowl one evening in Kichijoji.
I returned to Tokyo twice in 2023 (April and November), and once
more in November 2025 - when the Brewers' Association [U.S.] held
its "American Craft Beer Experience" in Hibiya Park.
I have been staying at APA Hotels in Nishi Asakusa and Ueno. I
know it was owned by a devout Japanese right-winger, but its pricing
was superb, (important for this W-WW page) it has a regular television
channel showing Japanese Adult Videos and, he died in February 2026.
I want to again visit Europe one of these years. It would not
be the U.K. I am discouraged by its laws conflating BDSM activity
with “illegal” sensual acts, and redefining images
of “extreme BDSM” such that its owners can wind up on
the "sex offender" list! My European trip would be to
Denmark, Germany, and the Netherlands. Belgium would have to wait
for a subsequent visit.
I appreciate the reason I keep going
back to Japan [& Tokyo | Yokohama at that] is because I can
remove the mask about my delights in erotica and sensuality there,
in spite of not really knowing the spoken language.
View the
CNN episode of "Anthony Bourdain [R.I.P.]: Parts Unknown"
about Japan for a remarkable peep of what this encompasses (&
somehow got away with a "TV-PG" rating ~ although I
suspect Christian Mingle will not again sponsor this episode's
closed-captioning).
There is a Steely Dan (Walter Becker & Donald Fagen) lyric which reads,
"If I had my way /
I would move to another lifetime /
I'd quit my job /
Ride the train through the misty nighttime /
I'll be ready when my feet touched ground /
Wherever I come down /
And if the folks will have me /
Then they'll have me."
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