are you lonesome tonight?

i just stumbled over this video..actually i m not sure if it was made be funny or if its made by any catholic group or other relegious formation and if its meant to be serious...but i had a laugh while watching it and can resume in the end: learn to be "both-handed"



ps: okay..found the information and its just meant to be funny..so..enjoy:-)

Green Porn presented by Isabella Rosselinni

i m a huge fan of isabella rossellini..an dthe older she gets the fan-nier i become..she is just an awsome actrice and i totally love her in cult movies like "blue velvet" or "death becomes her"...2005 she made a movie called "my dad is 100 years old" which was a very personal and beautiful hommage to her father roberto rossellini...but what i love most nowadays is her 2008 project "green porn" almost each episode startet with her cooking something interesting and tasty and the words " what if i were a..."..completeyl dressed up in awssome costumes isabella displays and exposes the love life of flies,snails, bees, praying mantis and many many other animals...is such fun and i dont know why but you can tell that she really loves this project...

here is my favorite episode (even though i love the shrimp-isode qualy much:

as well as a trailer:


and if you enjoyed this (somehow i really think donna and neve will like this) you can check here:
http://www.sundancechannel.com/greenporno/ for some more episodes

another nightmare on elm street

well as a kid of the 80ies i m a huge fan of all the 80ies and 90ies slasher moving starring a bunch of teenagers getting killed one by one by any psycho killer who is around...so i never can get enough of friday the 13th or nightmare on elm street marathons...there is only one thing better: a new movie...just like the recent new part of friday 13th and now the new a nightmare on elm street..damned those elm street kids really have bad luck with a neighbour like freddy who is still hunting his killers children through busy dreams full of hallucinatic traps and crisis...

and the winner is..neve black!

a while ago i had the honor to host the last stop in the spicy sunday blog tour..and since a lot people liked the snippets i wrote as intros for my selection of chutneys, oils and vinegars i came up with the "your ending-contest"...rules were easy: just pic a snippet you like and finish it with your own end...

winner of this contest is neve black with her personal ending for my snippet "room 244" and she won sacchi greens girl crazy anthology which not only includes my funny&sexy coming out story " i ve been around the block.three times, maybe four" but als a wonderful story by sommer marsden and by kristina wright and a story which, i personally, love and went crazy over because its written so well and its so special..who wrote it? no one less then our wonderful gina marie under her pseudo kirsten monroe..


and here is the winner story for the "your ending-contest"

Room 244
Written by: Danielle De Santiago
Ending by: Neve Black


She drove four and a half hours from Rome to Modena just to see him again. The road was empty and dusty during the last two hours of the way, and along the side old olive trees alternated with stalls tended by old fragile women who sold strawberries and apricots underneath the roaring sun. She still could taste the dust when she stepped out of the car and pushed up her sunglasses.

His house wasn’t just a house, but more like a big old manor with roofs made of red, weather-beaten shingles crouching above old rotten walls with closed shutters. We always close the shutters during the day. He would tell her later, it was just to keep the heat outside. He didn’t know that she brought a certain kind of heat when he opened the door and let her in. After all they had done that night in the little hotel near the Fontana de Trevi, he behaved strangely pure and chaste now.

“Do you want to see the vinegar?” he asked her.

“The what?”

“The vinegar my family makes,” he answered with a look from his dark, gloomy eyes.

“Sure.”

She followed him, and when they left the house the heat bit into her like an animal. Soon they went into the storehouse where he led her along between hundreds of barrels. A mild but still sour scent swirled through the air and bedazzled her mind while he kept talking about the small family business and the vinegar, about Trebbiano grapes and how they had grown them for generations on their own ground.

Gia felt tired. This wasn’t what she had in her mind when he had called her and asked if she would come to his house to see him again. She remembered the night they had met...the looks he had given her..and how they ended up in the wild garden of an abandoned house in the suburbs of Rome...the song of the cicadas in the high grass as he opened her blouse and pulled up her skirt over her waist...the heat of his cock against the inside of her thighs and how sweet and spicy his saliva tasted as his mouth met her lips and his tongue melted into her. She came hard and fast in a way she had never experienced before. She just had to take him back to her hotel room and now he...

“Do you wanna try some?” he asked.

“Pardon, I was thinking about something else,” Gia excused herself when his voice brought her back into reality.

“I asked if you wanna try the vinegar,” he said once more, giving her a patient look.

“Oh, no..thank you..but I don’t like sour tastes,” she said, lifting her hands to show that she really wasn’t inclined to try it.

“But it’s not sour..it’s..hm..you have to taste it yourself,” he said and opened an aperture in one of the barrels. Skillfully he lowered a small ladle into it and offered her a dark, fragrant fluid which looked almost like crude oil.

“C´mon ..try it." He held the ladle close to her lips. Reluctantly she opened them...sweet and sticky, it ran into her mouth and filled it with the taste of grapes, sweet oak and something she couldn’t identify. But she could identify the look he gave her. She knew she would stay.

Outside the cicadas start to sing.
Gia’s large, soft brown eyes looked up to meet his as she darted her pink tongue across her lips, tasting the residual wetness from of the vinegar. She felt the juicy wetness in panties. Gia’s heart beat thumped in her chest.
“Do you like it? Do you like the taste?” His lips moved with slow, steady seduction.
“Mmmmm…yes, surprisingly yes. It’s not what I expected…um, it’s sweeter and not really sour at all…it’s not what I…um...I thought.” Gia stammered as she felt the heat between her legs growing.
“Good.” He whispered and put the ladle down, but never removed his intensive, opaque eyes from hers.
The heated energy between them hung in their air, like the chorus of cicadas that echoed everywhere. He moved toward Gia. Gia’s lips parted again and felt herself swallow the gasp caught in her throat. He lifted his arm and reached for her delicate hand. She felt the slightest touch of his fingers tracing the inside of her sweaty palms. She was nervous. She felt the tickling thrum of her clit. His fingers moved upward toward the steady racing beat of her pulse at her wrist. He smiled at her and moved closer. She couldn’t move. She was paralyzed at the fear of spoiling the moment. He was inches in front of her now, and she smelled the rich, flavorful oils in his skin, mixed with the sultry, pungent air and her own sweet, lust. The sex they had shared came rushing back to her again. Her clit swelled with approval. Brazenly, his lips met hers and he pulled her into him. Gia surrendered without a fight. And she could only hope that it would be days before she would be heading back home again.

red dawn..

sidney had recently to expirience how what life would be in a nuclear winter...red dust storms blowing from the outback made up chaos all over the city...public transport was interrupted, flight problems caused and emergencie calls all day long from people who were suffering from breathing problems...

dr death and the eternal one night stand

since a while there are a lot of discussions going on in germany if it should be allowed or not* for günther hagen aka dr death to show two corpses in sexual positions....even though europe is very open to a lot of sexual stuff we still get a bit nervous and "home baked" when it comes to sex&church and to sex&death....its the whole "it degrades the dead people"-discussion which makes me really mad...but before we go on..lets introduce ourselfes to mister and misses dead couple..or no..not mister and not misses..since those two never had met before you can count that as a one night stand..even though its an eternal one...

HE:
51 years old, from the city of mainz, he was a sportsman all his life and you can see a broken leg bone which didnt healed too well

HER: 58 years old, from munich

both: were heavy smoker and died from lung cancer...she signed a contract that she actually wanted to be displayed in sexual poses..due to a promise she gave one which she couldnt make come true during her life (i wonder what kind of promised that was)..he signed a contract which says that dr death could do with his corpse what ever he feels like since he thought of günther hagen as a great artist...

me: i have seen the exibition already a few years ago...and even though i wouldnt go there again to see two skinned off and peeled off people i still think its okay to show them in public...i mean, those two knew whats going to happen to them...they agreed...and i know how.."interesting" people can get about hagens work..a friend of mine who lost her baby due complications through the act of giving birth even said that she would have donored her babys body to hagen if she had knew him back then...too me thats a bit over the top...i could never display my babies body with a drawer in its chest like it was some salvador dali painting..or peeled of like a little shrimp...but thats not what i wanna talk about...this was just a sample about how people think about hagens work and how far they might go...but what about our eternal one night standers...should it be okay to show them in an exibitions spot light or not...tell me your opinion open or anonym..just feel free to speak your mind

A couple of my books and magazines

Just a couple of book and magazine covers which feature my recent work