Technology turns me on. Which is not to say I’m a gadget geek – far from it. In fact, the most advanced piece of equipment I own is a first generation miniPod my ex-boyfriend gave me. But I do think there’s something inherently sexy about Technology with a capital T – all those big, pulsing brains working and sweating late into the night, over and over, to create objects that are not only useful, but also beautiful. And the objects themselves – sleek, smooth, and often warm and humming. What’s not to like?
Dude. DJ Heather B. sure has a nice set of, uh, turn tables. From Merkley’s111 Nude Ladies on Sofas at 111 Minna during the EFF anniversary celebration.
This is a truth that just exists for me, the way I know wearing striped socks always makes me smile and seeing horror movies always gives me nightmares. And usually, the technology itself is enough – no extra accessories (lingerie, dinner and a movie, a naked person holding the technology) are necessary to make laptops and iPod-compatible speaker systems seem hot.
But sometimes the planets align in such a way that my tech-fetish gets kicked up a notch or twelve, and Tuesday’s anniversary party for the Electronic Frontier Foundation was just such a night.
The factors?