Playing the role of a robot

I dont think I ever got to play a robot on stage, not that I remember doing so, anyway. Lets face it, school plays are unlikely to include such an element, and most amateur dramatic stuff is based around doing things that dont need too many scene changes, or dramatic changes in costume, ideally no changes at all!

Doesnt mean I’ve never played as one, because I have, both in coherent thought, and under the power of hypnosis, but lets face it, I wouldnt resist the command to think I was a robot, lets face it. Sadly, I’ve never got to do dress up for any of these roles, its just been me, as a robot, but anyway…Yes, I’d love the chance to wear something like the Metropolis, or Gort look. Robbie the Robot look might be a lot of fun to do, but a bit more complex to set up, I guess?

The other thing I have done a few times, is do interviews about the whole robot thing of mine, though ironically I think they have all been for North American companies, but none involved a trip to the US. Ah well… It seems to be a subject that fascinates some TV people, though I dont know of any sci-fi series yet where they have actually turned humans into robots, I must say. Doll House is probably as close as they’ve got in a real life series, I would guess? Not that I would mind playing a constructed robot (as in Star Wars, or Buck Rogers) given the chance. I would add the robot in The Orville, but I suspect that was that modern ‘delight’, CGI?

This week, I saw another company asking for people who have played, or role played as robots at Fembot Central. It does seem to be focused on the sex side of things, more than anything else, but its not of concern to me, because they only want contact from people in LA, or NYC, and I’m not! In truth, probably wouldnt have worked for me, because they seem to want the sex element more than anything, and sex just doesnt interest me at all. But would I have offered my services, if in those cities, well, maybe?

Yes, my dream modelling job would be as a robot, at one of those convention things somewhere. Unlikely to happen, especially now, but you never know, I guess. Its fair to say at least, I could roleplay a robot easily, and willingly. Well, if they want to make it compulsory lol, I wouldnt say no, but…

So tonights video involves one of the better pieces of robot roleplay within a music video.

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A view to a chill

Yes, I know, its been a while, so, what would you like me to tell you about? Being wired up so I rode in a Davros type wheelchair, rather than being pushed in a standard one? That nice mad scientist I met who transformed me into my past life self, Clara Johnson, at the age of 25, with all her dancing skills (and seemingly she had plenty), so I’ve been dancing the nights away at delightful flapper style parties, darlings? Or the journey on that flying saucer that whisked me across the Atlantic, in about an hour, maybe? Flight diverted to Hollywood, so I could sign up for a big acting role? Or would you prefer the dull, actual, truthful version of events lol?

Oh, by the way, if anyone wants to set me up for any of those first 4 events mentioned, I’d love it! I know, I know, in my dreams, nothing more…but… 😉

OK, lets catch up on reality, before I get the full makeover, as mentioned above! Ooh, that would be fun, mind!

Saturday saw my first ride in a wheelchair for 50 years. I suspect it wont be the last holiday I need one at an airport, but we will see… It started off smoothly enough, as I got wheeled through security, and me, and my luggage checked over, without me actually ever leaving the chair. Then, after a slight delay on the flight (plane had to stop inbound, due to a medical issue, so was nearly an hour late leaving), I was wheeled down to the gate, and told someone would be back to take me down to the plane to board. Yes, fine, never happened, so eventually the Rep asked if the 2 of us were able to get to the plane under our own steam, so I went for it. Unfortunately, having taken the brace off, thinking I wouldnt need it again (its neoprene, and warm to wear for very long periods), I struggled the way with my hand luggage, and pulled it off. But yes, instead of having plenty of time to stow my bag, I was pretty much the last one on, but as I had a double seat to myself, I was able to get my bag stowed away anyway.

Arrival at Boston was good, and efficiently done. The two of us might have been the last ones off, but we were probably 2 of the Brits through first, all the same. Given I have a black, expanding suitcase, just like dozens of others, I need to get some pink, or rainbow tagging around the handle, so I can recognize it easier, even more so when you arent close to the conveyor belt, being in a wheelchair, and all that!

The rest of the day, just fine. After arrival at hotel (Kate had already booked us both in), we ended up calling out for food, chatting a lot, just having a good time.

Sunday afternoon, we came down to this glorious place we’ve rented on Cape Cod. Well, Kate did all the hard work booking it, I just paid a share of the costs really. Yes, its gorgeous! I’m sat in the living area, with a stunning view of the sea, typing this now. We ended up having pizza, watching NFL, just having fun.

Monday, being 2 ladies of reasonable leisure for the week, and given that neither of us are in the perkiest of health, we had a quiet day. Finished off for me at least, by getting my annual chance to swoon over Jon Gruden on Monday Night Football!

This morning, I had a couple of cups of coffee, sat outside, complete with a couple of muffins for breakfast, and just enjoyed the sun. Havent seen a lot of it in the UK this summer, so a real delight. Since then, just relaxed, and given my body the break it really needs. We’re here, somewhere near Mashpee, on Cape Cod, until Thursday morning, and I’m loving every minute of it. Might get another ride in a wheelchair at the 2 stations on Thursday, will have to wait and see. Or the next one, may be at JFK on Monday evening!

Yes, Thursday, I need to start getting into bridesmaid mode, but more on that later in the week. Thats when I could really do with that 25 year old, Clara Johnson makeover lol, especially if I’m expected to dance at the reception afterwards, as I currently have 2 left feet, in that sense. Where’s a good mad scientist when you need one, lol?

Right, video time. Yes, the blog title is a slightly tweaked version of that

(Extra)ordinary World

One thing I know about LA is that the rents can be absolutely crazy! Yes, I think I struck lucky with my rented apartment to be honest, and thats just dear old Hollywood. If you talk about some of the more exclusive areas of the city, like the Benedict Canyon area above Beverly Hills, then the rents become positively eye watering! One friend from the area sent me the details for this place, which might be perfect if I was a movie star, with a family, who can drive, but fine, I can dream!

http://www.zillow.com/homedetails/9971-Westwanda-Dr-Beverly-Hills-CA-90210/20532806_zpid/

Yes, fine, if anyone has $54,000 they wish to spend on a place for me in the Hills, and provide a chauffeur on top, I’d love it. I think I’ll pass on the family of children, but for a place like that, I guess I could be convinced? I assume she realized its about half a mile from the (in)famous Harlow/Bern mansion on Easton Drive when she pointed it out to me too.

Yes, it looks gorgeous, but what would I do in a house that size? Especially one that is about 2 miles from the nearest bus route! But yes, is it perfect for a movie star, absolutely? Sadly, at present, I’m not a movie star, but if anyone is offering the chance? 😉 Fine, I’d need to employ a driver, for sure, but…!

Yes, I need a real Jean Harlow full makeover to live there lol! Oh, I wish!

But yes, fine, its nice to see how the other half live, for sure.

Oh, what, my holiday home. Really? Fine, oh fine…

https://www.airbnb.co.uk/rooms/15821595

Will suit me perfectly, but its not Benedict Canyon lol!

The video. Well, as so often, there is a big hint in the blog title, though Benedict Canyon definitely isnt an Ordinary World to me at the moment, but, I can dream!

Writing Again? Must be on holiday!

Yes, after a long interval, I’ve actually written something fresh today. So yes, I must be on holiday, wouldnt have the time to do it otherwise, thats for sure. No, JK Rowling and her friends wont be quaking in their boots at that news. One, bacause its probably not that good, and two, its less than 2000 words long! But yes, it was fun doing it, all the same.

Whats that, is the heroine turned into a robot? Strictly, no, but I reckon Simon would give it an rb tag, all the same. But she might wear silver at one point, and could well be computer controlled, so… You might get a surprise in how she is at the end of the story though, knowing me. 😉 Well, slightly at least lol!

Its funny, isnt it. Many would say that as its Friday evening, my week off work must be over? Wrong, for me, I work pretty much every Saturday, and of late, most Sundays too, so some would say I’ve still got 2 days left! Strictly by my work shifts, its one, as Sunday was one of the days designated as a day off, not holiday. But even so…

Ah well, after the peace of this week, next week will officially be insane at work. For the Brits at least, the words Cheltenham Festival will explain that. For my North American friends, think Breeders Cup, for 4 days, with obstacles instead of flat races, you might get some idea. Though as off course betting barely exists outside of a very few places, maybe not? No, no tips, I wouldnt have a clue, despite my job.

Believe me though, wearing a silver bodysuit, and being turned into a robot might be the easiest way to get through the week at work! And no, for once, I’m not kidding, its not just the fantasy! Well, the fantasy might be fun, but at least being a robot would keep me sane, as a human, that might be a challenge. And yes, I’d enjoy it more too, grin!

Oh, and I know my design requests have met complete silence before, but lets try just once more. Because of light sensitivity, I sleep in a mask, just something that covers the eyes. Snag is, getting it to stay over the eyes all night. So guess what, in a story this week, a night cap is featured. You know, as in a cap that fits over your head, blocking out light, and muffling sound, sounds perfect to me. Alright, the one in the story also featured electrodes that influenced the wearer’s mind, but hey, thats optional. Yes, alright, I’d enjoy it, but the main thing for me (in real life) is a better light blocker at night. Anyone any ideas, or know where I can get one at a sensible price, shout!

Right, the video. Very apt for the story written today, I must say.

Oh, and if anyone wants me to post the story on here, then ask! I wont otherwise, who knows, that might even earn me a comment here, but probably not!