Is “weird” the new sexy? This show explores the meaning of a brand new holiday whose time has come: “Wonderful Weirdos Day.” It started in Austin, the brightest blue spot in big red Texas, a town that honors diversity, art, originality, openness, freakiness and just plain wonderful weirdness in a state known for its rather punitive enforcement of Deep Southern-style uniformity. I start with an ode to the glories of weirdness by the wonderfully weird genius Frank Moore. Frank, in addition to being an award-winning artist, poet, rock star, filmmaker, happily married man, as well as my Presidential running mate in our 2008 campaign and the producer of The Dr. Susan Block Show on Berkeley public access TV, happens to be quadriplegic (relating to his cerebral palsy) and, well, a little weird. The poem, Mutation is Evolution, is about how weirdness—whether physical “disabilities,” psychological uniqueness or sexual “deviance”—is a form of mutation which, as every elementary science student knows, drives the vehicle of evolution. Therefore, society represses and tries to eradicate weirdness at its own risk. Without the mutating power of the weird, we’d all still be single-celled organisms living in perfect, life-stultifying uniformity. This is one reason I wrote my Open Letter to Yale President Richard C. Levin (now garnering dozens of comments, pro and con, from Yalies and anti-Yalies), taking him to task for scapegoating, censoring and essentially castrating Sex Week at Yale. In Levin’s uncouth determination to repress “weirdness,” the expression of erotic uniqueness and sexual diversity, he is essentially rolling back human evolution to a state of “single-celled” sexual ignorance, bigotry and brutality—at least, at our beloved alma mater, Yale. Back to the show which, in keeping with the theme, gets pretty weird. A couple guests flake for unreasonable reasons, and the guests that are here “explore their weirdness” in some mildly weird ways. Plans give way, but then, the best laid plans may not get you laid the way that you planned. So we make the best of it, enjoying some wonderfully weird moments, not least of which is my own orgasmic cowgirl Sybian ride. Everyone feels a little weird and “out of step” sometimes, but a few of us do more than most, sometimes tragically “going off the deep end” of weirdness into mass murder and horrific destruction. That’s another reason it’s so important to allow for the positive expression of weirdness—sexual or otherwise—in ourselves and our neighbors. Vive la difference!

Air Date: 01/28/2012 It gets gangstah raw up in my Womb Room as we welcome Oakland’s own Rap University Dean of Pimpology—Too $hort. In his honor, several of the hoochies get hella hyphy—not to mention, naked. Then the strippahs wrap around the pole as the gangstahs rap about their holes.

Air Date: 01/28/2012 It gets gangstah raw up in my Womb Room as we welcome Oakland’s own Rap University Dean of Pimpology—Too $hort. In his honor, several of the hoochies get hella hyphy—not to mention, naked. Then the strippahs wrap around the pole as the gangstahs rap about their holes.

It’s Eros Day, which means the stars and the gods are aligned in celebration of sex, as this day marks the annual entry of the penile-shaped and boulder-balled planetoid, appropriately named EROS-433, into Earth’s orbit—and of course, the Womb Room. I thought that since our 13th annual Eros Day celebration happened to fall on the same day as the AVN Awards, it wouldn’t be so hot. Oh Eros, was I wrong about that, as Eros Day XIII turns out to be one of our hottest, juiciest Eros Days in history, featuring an extraordinary multi-orgasmic, multi-squirting, mattress-bouncing, mama-loving, truly Olympian, non-stop sex performance from real-life married couple Jeremy Conway and Lyla Storm as divine lovers Eros and Venus, climaxing with a sizzling concert by Lil Uno of The Pack accompanied by his biggest little fan, my Eros-inspired producer Tasia Sutor..