The truth cums out!

My rental queues for GreenCine and Netflix are running dry, so in an effort to find something stimulating to rent, I uncovered this sticky prize!

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Operatives of the Priory of Semen discover that Leonardo da Vinci painted the Mona Lisa using his own sperm. These keepers of the truth fuck in the name of art and kill anyone who gets in their way.

I have to see this!

I haven't even seen Ron Howard's movie, or read the book, but something tells me there's a better chance I'll see this before the other two.

I watched a documentary called, "Thinking XXX" about a photographer putting a book together featuring portraits of porn stars clothed and unclothed. It got its title, I believe from one of my favorite songs by Peaches, "I'm only AA, but I'm thinking XXX."

They have a series of interviews in the film from notable authors discussing porn and its effect on society, and one of them is Whitley Strieber who hosts and produces one of my favorite podcasts.

This week on the show he has an interview with author Michael Baigent (Holy Blood, Holy Grail) who you may recall just had a huge legal battle with author Dan Brown. Baigent's new book is called, "The Jesus Papers," in it he uncovers a letter Jesus wrote when he was imprisoned, backpedaling and saying, "Look, I didn't say I was God, I said I had the spirit of God in me..." or something to that effect. The interview is great and not at all what I thought the book was about, I thought it was about rolling papers Jesus used.

Jesus Christ, was it hot today or what?

I stopped by one of my old favorite libraries and picked up David Thompson's, "The Whole Equation." I don't know why I didn't read this when it came out, but I dig the way he thinks, so I grabbed it.

I was a bit shocked and alarmed when not even two chapters in I came across (no pun intended) the line, "Joan Crawford swallowed her share of cum, and her lips shown in close-ups. How do you think lip gloss got invented?"

Thompson is a dirty, dirty, filthy minded bastard!

This book rocks! So far.

I am watching the DVD of a film by Radley Metzger called, "The Image." It's based on Jean de Berg's novel about the sadomasochistic relationship between a young girl and an older woman. I'm about 10 minutes into it and I can't believe how badly we dressed back in 1976. Boy, it got dated fast.

I'm on some sort of weird retro, S&M, Lesbian porn and Holocaust rut these last few weeks with my rentals. I might need to toss in something like "March of the Penguins" to even my psyche out.