Stepping out onto the ruby red carpet of Indiewood in Hollywood, we showed our support for NEON DREAM — produced by our friends from GasMaskGirl. It was a lovely day at the movies, a throwback to simpler Tinseltown times and a path to a star-paved future. Accompanied by the Three Graces of Bonoboville — Ana, Christina and Angelina — with Dino on camera, Miguel as security and the Spirit of Captain Max for inspiration, I brought the party to the party. After the screening, I interviewed Neon Dream’s cast and crew on DrSusanBlock.TV — which turned into its own kind of party, our filmic epiphanies echoing through the cavernous old Grauman’s Chinese Theater, now owned by an actual Chinese company that goes by TCL (“The Creative Life”). “Best Fantasy Feature Film” Winner We weren’t the only ones to enjoy this trippy, kinky, cinematic experience; NEON DREAM won the Indiewood Film Festival’s top prize for “Best Fantasy Feature Film.” Congratulations to our old friends, GasMaskGirl producers Hector Cons and Manuel Ynez, and our new friends, director Mercedes the Muse and the rest of the delightfully quirky and talented cast and crew. Go Bonobos for independent filmmaking! Watch the behind-the-scenes fun and the exclusive DrSusanBlock.TV interview with the winners’ circle — Mercedes, Manny, Hector, Moses, Ruby and Scarr — on indie filmmaking, fantasies, fetishes, life, death, near-death, grief, love, hate and gasmasks, exploring the Theater of the Mind and living the Neon Dream on location at the very first Indiewood in Hollywood. Read more about this — you can find the original on DrSusanBlock.com.

by Dr. Susan Block. A sexy Freddy Kreuger, a Trumpkin pumpkin, a fangless vampire, a couple of kinky angels (one in a gasmask) and a wild witch come together in the Womb Room of the little Love Church of the Bonobo Way to celebrate the scary season on the last Saturday of Kink Month 2019, as foreplay for Halloween. BOO! Haunted by goblins, impeachment fantasies and the ghosts of lust, I release my Inner Witch, flying into BOOnoBOOville on my Magic Dildonic Vibrating Broom. Wheeeeeeee!

by Dr. Susan Block We’re having a heat wave, which sounds sexy but it’s kind of crazy. Is it normal? Is it the new normal? Fire tornados are whirling out of massive infernos, one the size of the city of LA. Scientists call it “climate change.” But our stabile genius Presidunce—his tiny orange hand spotted emerging from the Holy Fire by the artist Jeffrey Vallance — would sooner say “shithole” or “grab ‘em by the pussy” than those two dirty words: Climate change.

by Dr. Susan Block Other couples might have billion-dollar bank accounts, million-mile upgrades or thousand-carat his-and-her diamond rings, but nobody throws a gazillion-watt, raise-the-rafters, orgiastic, female-empowered, Felliniesque, bonoboesque blast of a 26th wedding anniversary bacchanalia like we do. Some of the world’s greatest porn stars, best-selling authors, singers, swingers, fellow Yalies, nude wrestlers, cultural icons, leading FemDoms and scions of century-old Hollywood dynasties come together (literally) in my Womb Room Chapel at the Little Church of Bonoboville to celebrate the longevity of love, lust and lawfully-wedded marriage, bonobo-style, with Capt’n Max and me.

by Dr. Susan Block Erin Go Bragh! And bragh-less. It’s St. Paddy’s Day, the Bonobo Way, and those naughty lassies or lads who are not wearing green get pinched, stripped, tied up, made to wear gas masks and spanked by lusty leprechauns and sexy Mistresses. With Irish green Agwa, we toast Stormy Daniels for tackling the Trumpus, and Emma Gonzales for chasing the NRA out of American schools like St. Patrick chased the snakes out of Ireland. Pop question: Why do folks wear green on St. Patrick’s Day? Answer: The Irish believed wearing green acted as camouflage while they traipsed through the verdant forests of the Emerald Isle, making them invisible to leprechauns who, though magical, are kind of nasty. Like mini-Trump pussy-grabbers, they sneak up and nonconsensually pinch anyone they can see; that is, anyone not wearing green.

by Dr. Susan Block. Still *in recovery* from our scintillating New Year’s Eve bacchanal, we gather together in the Womb Room on our first broadcast of 2017, reflecting upon our 44 great shows of 2016, as we ceremoniously bestow The SUZY Awards for the fifth consecutive year. Honoring excellence in broadcast artistry and exhibitionism, the DrSusanBlock.Tv Awards, a.k.a., “The SUZYS,” recognize erotic performance, sexual intelligence and Weapons of Mass Seduction, celebrating The Bonobo Way of ‘peace through pleasure’ in all kinds of weather and paying tribute, with love, humor and deep respect, to those who work and play in the fields of peace and sexuality.

by Dr. Susan Block In the coming Trumpocalypse, we may all need to wear gasmasks, perhaps as often as we now wear raincoats or sunglasses. Of course, there is no way to prepare for the whimsical Trumpanzee, but if he keeps his promises to gut the EPA (Environmental Protection Agency), so he and his billionaire boys club can pussy-grab Mother Earth, we’re all in for some toxic times.