Oh, J.Mo.

J.Mo. has a tendency to puke when he drinks, so I hear. He puked on a wall in a bar in Philly last year, much to the chagrin or amusement of Lia, Nate, and Cristie and whoever else was present. And then apparently last night he puked on Xavi for the second time in four months. Maybe New York does not agree with him. Last night it was at Tortilla Flats among a flurry of hula hoops; last night it was on Xavi's left arm.

On a sex toy note: not only is there a buttplug on the market called The Rear Admiral, there is also a gigantic dildo with pearls around the base called "The Oriental." It has a picture of some sort of Geisha on it. There is also a product designed for men called "Sex in a Can" which comes in two different looks: lips or lips.

On another sex toy note: My new friends Johnny and Noora told me a story about this girl who once professed a liking for anal beads. "I just love having something the size of an eight ball in my ass!" I am having bad mental images of the number eight moving around in an asshole the way your eyes twitch in their sockets.