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  • Broward-Palm Beach New Times

    The Agent from Iran

    How a mother of two ended up in a plot to smuggle high-tech gear to the enemy.

    By Deirdra Funcheon

  • Westword

    Murder By Design

    In life and death, tattoo artist Kauri Tiyme made her mark.

    By Alan Prendergast

  • Village Voice

    My Brother the Slumlord

    Amy Neustein never could resist going public with her family dramas.

    By Elizabeth Dwoskin

  • Houston Press

    The Ghosts of Galveston

    A visit with the hurricane victims that a country forgot.

    By John Nova Lomax

Lust Stinks

Cheating on man-pillows in Scottsdale

By Nina Carapetyan

Published on February 13, 2008 at 4:00am

It’s Valentine’s Day, and no amount of porn will save you from this feeling of emptiness. Worldwide, people are going at it like beavers at a dam, and all you can do is pick lamely at your chastity belt. Mission Semen Receptacle has just been classified impossible. But instead of spooning with your man-pillow tonight, seek solace at the Valentine’s Day Massicree, where cynics, lovers, and jesters will impart their knowledge of love in the form of music, poetry, and skits.
Thu., Feb. 14, 8 p.m., 2008