Truth is stranger than fiction

So, my yet-to-be named large tax preparation company recently purchased some prime advertising in Rolling Stone magazine. To show its advertising prowress, the marketing department distributed one copy of said magazine to everyone's desk.

Mistake.

I am a self-described magazine whore. I love magazines. Magazine writing was my major in college. I buy them all the time and I will read anything wedged between a magazine cover -- regardless of topic. Once given this magazine, I was committed to reading it from cover to cover.

One aside, the quality of Rolling Stone has really gone downhill. It is barely half the size in page count as I remember. But then I stopped reading it when Brittany Spears was on the cover. Frankly if it isn't Dave Grohl or Chris Cornell, on the cover then I'm not interested.

I start reading a fabulous article on the The Mystery of Larry Wachowski. Now if you're not familiar with the Wachowski brothers, please stop reading, as we cannot be friends.

The Wachowski brothers are the co-creators of the Matrix movies, of which, The Matrix is on my list of favorite movies of all time.

These guys are very elusive, at least in the media realm. So other than movie reviews, this is the longest article I've read about one of them. And there is not one quote in it from Larry -- at all. (He's the little guy with glasses in this photo.)

In fact, it delves into Larry's private fascination with the BDSM scene -- bondage, discipline, sadism and maschoism -- as well as his known appearances in public dressed as a woman. This guy is a nut job, but totally fascinating.

His bondage mistress eventunally became his full-time, live-in mistress thereby ruining his marriage and hers -- she was married to a transexual known in the porn world as "The Dude with a Pussy."

According to the article, inflicting extreme pain was her speciality. "My greatest accomplishment in some ways," she's quoted as saying, "was putting 333 needles in a single penis."

I always wondered about that scene in The Matrix where Neo meets Trinity for the first time in that weird club where everyone wears leather and some guy is lead around on a dog chain. Now I know.

Read the article, I couldn't put it down.