August 18th, 2007


Next I'll Be Doing a "Burt Reynolds on the Bear Skin Rug" Pictorial

When I was in my mid-twenties -- and this was back before the Internet made physical junk mail obsolete -- I used to get a ton of sweepstakes offers from Publishers Clearing House. Seriously, it was like one was arriving every week. Of course I never won, so one year I thought maybe I'd increase my chances if I actually subscribed to a magazine. The price was cheap, and I knew I could always cancel anytime.

The magazine I chose was Playboy.

I know it's cliche, but damn if those articles and interviews weren't amazing. I remember one particularly revealing interview with Ray Bradbury, and another with Dennis Miller, back when he was funny. But despite the quality of the writing, I let my subscription lapse. There were only so many pictures of air-brushed, bleached blonde, fake-boobed bimbos I could stomach. And despite being kind of a lech, I have to say I never really gave Playboy much thought after that.

I certainly never expected to appear in it.

Or rather, on their website, I just found out tonight, during a particularly long Google ego-search session, that my story "Comeback", last seen on and in The Best American Erotica 2007, has been excerpted on the site, on a page called Erotic Passages. (Not a work safe link.) I have no idea how long it's been up there, or if it also appeared in the magazine, but it was a pleasant surprise for this sleepy Web surfer.

I'm still waiting for Vivid Video to option the story. Any day now.

TV Trivia Time

Sitting here at the video store on a slow Saturday afternoon, watching episodes of TV shows on the wall monitor, it occurs to me that The Prisoner may have the longest opening credits sequence of any TV show ever, clocking in at just over 3 minutes.

But I might be wrong. Can you think of a TV show whose opening credits last longer than that?