Robot companion?

Alright, a double helping of silliness tonight, for those concerned with such matters. And for those who note such things, its a different blog, but the same video, I know!

Briefly, in case anyone reads this,, and can do the more serious side of this. Disabled lady seeks minder/companion for a 3-4 week period in September/October while others here are away. Demands are few (internet/food and keep/baseball would be nice), I just really need someone to keep an eye on me in case I have health issues while others are away. Meds should ensure I’m fine, but just in case… Somewhere warm – hot would be nice, but open to all offers. Why the companion thing, simple, I might be able to pay something towards keep, but not all of it, thats why.

But fine, the serious stuff is covered on the main blog, and this is meant to be all stuff mind control here, so…

(No, I dont seriously expect this, though it would be heaven)

The other option would be if anyone has got any suitable scientific/technology experiments they’d love a willing guinea pig for. Fine, I’d now make less of an issue for brainwashing than your standard person, but lets face it, thats why I need a minder in the first place! Still something there at present to erase though, if fancying an easier challenge. Of course, if your experiment involves testing out AI, to either take over from, or interface with the human mind, then I’m your perfect subject! Less resistance, both from the brain, and from the guinea pig, should be ideal.

There is the snag that if you’re planning on turning her into your sex slave, I’m a bit too old for most, but if you’re that good, a rejuvenation chamber probably isnt beyond your skills?

Even better of course, if you’re planning on transforming me into, or downloading my essence into a sexy robot body (or even a lovely chrome robot body, which I would love), it really doesnt matter how busted the old human body is, does it? Oh, and the fact I’d love that, bonus for all!

In truth, even if its just one of these research things, putting electricity through the human mind (EEG or otherwise) to see the effect, and has somewhere for the volunteer to stay, and be checked on, then great! There is also the blessing I’m in no state to run away, even if I wanted to, which I wouldnt!

Or some time travel type experiment, where I’m transformed into a cute, young flapper, and whisked back to the 1920’s, well…? 😉 Or turned into Clara Johnson, and sent back to the 1930’s, to earn my way dancing on the silver screen, lol?

Or more seriously, if someone just fancies an undemanding companion, with simple needs, but open to better offers. I would love somewhere hot (or pretty warm), but open to all suggestions, as lets face it, I wont be going out much without an escort!

Emails to robotunit8@hotmail.com if anyone wants to help out this old maid.

Fine, video. Cute young flapper, 1920’s thing, oh what fun, darlings! Film is from 1971, but fits era perfectly. Oh, and it doesnt have to be a boyfriend I need, darlings, just saying! 😉 (Sing if your glad to be bi, giggle). Oh, love that outfit Twiggy’s wearing…

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The lullaby of Broadway (shopping centre)

Its fair to say that nearly a century on, its nigh impossible for us to comprehend the life of a Broadway Baby, as per the song, though I’m sure there are young ladies who live that sort of lifestyle, even now. I guess its fair to say that the professional escorts that we have nowadays probably do a very similar service to what the ‘Babies’ provided, other than that generally today, they will do the serving of their ‘buyer’ for the night, and only that night, whereas back then, its fair to assume that most of the young ladies (strictly all) would have been faithful to their ‘daddy’, and probably benefited from that fact.

Its also a well known fact that any number of pretty young chorus dancers, ended up retiring from the business, to marry a wealthy older man, and have their children. Some of those marriages even lasted a period of time. Now I’m not going to say Clara Johnson was an angel, and never did anything like that, because I’d be shocked if she didnt! Who knows, maybe she did exactly the same when she retired from the dancing industry in the late 30’s. Just because it didnt ‘sound’ like she did, I’m not saying she didnt!

Anyway, this morning, I might have given the impression of being a Broadway Baby type, as I headed through Bradford to come home after the dinner last night, I stayed over in town, rather than stressing my body more than I have to. And fine, with my faux fur coat, my tousled ‘just out of bed’ look (I forgot to take a comb, so sue me!), and an overnight bag, maybe I gave that sort of impression, at just after 9 in the morning.

Look I got from the bus driver, as I purchased my ticket, and tried to look cute, he seemed to think I had done just that. So fine, I’m a minx, I played along with it, OK? And yes, OK, it was fun! No, I slept alone last night, even if I was in a nice hotel double bed! And yes, I was in bed soon after 11, not up until the early morning too!

Thats not to say it wouldnt be fun to find myself in said ‘Broadway Baby’, or ’30’s chorus girl’ type scenario’s if I was younger, mind? I certainly wouldnt mind a ‘sugar daddy, mummy, or partner’ right now, shall we say? 😉 So, if anyone wants to offer…?

OK, video time. 2 for the price of one, of sorts, both from Gold Diggers of 1935. Yes, apt, as I was suspected of being a Gold Digger this morning, lol. Firstly, the song, as performed in the movie

Secondly, just under 3 minutes of the tap dance sequence that followed the song. The whole piece lasted over 13 minutes, but this is the best combination I can find. Yes, Clara Johnson is tapping for her life in this

Whats in a name?

When it comes to names used in a story, there are a few that catch my eye, I have to admit. Its fair to say I’ve used Stephanie way too many times, generally not subtly in stories, but hey, as the author I’m allowed to do that lol! Its safe to say that no one, other than me, maybe, is going to use the name Harlean in a story, lets face it, and Clara is hardly likely to be the first choice for most nowadays.

There is however one other name, rarely used, that will also catch my eye, and thats Meredith. Why, simples! Because my ebook author name is Merry Brooks of course, though the likelihood of me releasing more ebooks in that name are slim at present, for better, or worse.

So when one author, whose work I enjoy included a character of that name, I took a special interest in her. He probably wishes he could change the name, to get me off his back, but anyway…Lets just say she has an interesting life, and leave it at that. This weekend, she got a story of her own, which was fun to read

http://192.155.80.152/FairShareMeredithsFirst/index.html

No, I have no experience of working as an escort, at any point in my life, let me say. And to be honest, its one of those jobs that I simply have no idea how I’d react to it, if I had. I must admit, I love the way Meredith sort of hesitates over doing it/not doing it, and everything else involved, all makes for a delightful read. How things will work out for her in the end, no idea, but I’m enjoying the main story (Fair Share, but given there are 36 chapters, you may not be feeling that brave?), so it will be fun to find out.

I must admit, the companionship side of it, and all that stuff would be lovely. Me, not so sure about the whole sex thing, mind, lol! I know, one comes with the other, but…?

Talking of things that might be fun to do, but I probably wouldnt, here are a couple of body stockings as a fine example. No, I havent got that kind of figure, not sure that I ever did have, but this would be so much fun.

So, ‘Voulez Vous’, me, as your escort for the night? 😉

Wont somebody dine with me?

OK, forgive me this piece of silliness, as in truth, the only people who could take me up on this, would be in the area around, or in the LA area, and the chances of many of them reading this, and being brave enough to go out to dinner with me, let alone do anything more, not going to happen!

In truth, most of the time, I’m very happy being solo, it enables me to do what I want to do, when I want to do it, and not worry about anyone else, and how they might disagree with me on things. But yes, the one time of day I sometimes wish I wasnt single, is when I’m eating out. I know, restaurants and places nowadays shouldnt treat single folk any differently to how they treat couples, and larger parties, but yes, it happens.

Now, whether this is because one server still has to wait a table for one, when they could be serving more people, and getting a larger tip, no idea. And of course, in most places, one person at a table takes it as much out of action as a party of 4 does. So yes, I can get it, sort of. Of course, when those places arent even busy lol?

But in truth, for me, its not really that. Given that I have a fairly modest appetite, and dont bother with starters (I’m a dessert person, when I need a second course), there is that awkward period between ordering, and your meal arriving, when you really have nothing to do, but wait, when you’re alone. No, I wouldnt want to be on my phone, even if I had one, just not my idea of politeness.

So yes, a dining companion, who I could chat with, during that sometimes interminable wait, would be nice, just at that point in time. Oh fine, someone to chat with, through the whole meal experience might be nice, and as for feeling wanted, just for once, no idea what its like now! So, if anyone in LA is feeling brave, just shout me here, or on email at stephmajor8@hotmail.com, or on Twitter at @Harleanlook, and let me know. In truth, if I’m paying my half (and I’d happily do so), then please consider I’m on a budget, if suggesting places. No, I cant do places like Musso & Frank, unless you’re paying lol!

Topic subjects I’d be good at, well, obviously the old movies (20’s and 30’s) would be a good starter. I do know some 50’s science fiction stuff, but modern movies, I’d be lost! Could probably have a fun discussion on Dodgers baseball too, if pushed. Oh, and if you’re a scientist who wants to do weird things to my mind, and body, you’ve got the right girl! Mind, if you think you might fall for a crazy, plain, nearly 60, British lady, well…?

In truth, I thought about an advert on Craigs List (or whatever its called), but what I saw of it, I’m not likely to attract the right kind of companion there, especially as I’m someone with no interest in sex whatsoever! Might still try it tomorrow, for a giggle, but I doubt it!

Alright, dream dashed! 😛

Video, well its a play on the blog title at least. Yes, a real oldie here, from a real oldie!

I play the street life

Depending on how you view the subject matter, you either have to thank, or not thank my friend, Betsy for this piece tonight. Me, its the former, and I have to say that if you are shocked by that, I’m not quite sure why you’re reading a blog like this. Well, I suppose some Facebook friends might be, but I hope not!

A story that ‘she’ stars in, in a fictional sense, has ‘her’ working as an escort. Yes, written by her friend, Heather I might add, who has previously written about turning a regular lady into an escort, and I admitted that the concept of that intrigued me. As far as I’m concerned, at my age, even if I was prepared to do that sort of work, that no one would want me at 59 anyway! And yes, I said that in a comment to Betsy this morning, which is where the whole piece started.

Yes, thats right, she disagreed with that sentiment of mine, stating that I could easily get that sort of work, if I wanted it. I’m pretty sure that most men, of any age, wanting a companion for the evening that they have to pay for, would want someone young, and pretty. Me, I definitely fail on the first front, and I know there are plenty of ladies prettier than me too! I suppose where it could work, is if there was an occasion when someone wanted an intelligent, more mature partner, for conversation, and a meal, or on an occasion when a more homely woman would fit in with the moment? Who knows? No, I doubt the opportunity for this to be anything more than a thesis would be absolutely zero. But its fun thinking about it, all the same!

If the chance arose, would I actually do it? In truth, I honestly dont know! If it was purely as a non sexual companion for an evening, for any type of event, then yes, I probably would. As they say, if you dont try anything, how do you know what its like? So yes, I think I would, though I dont think I’d charge the crazy fee that some do for that sort of work. But yes, secretly, the idea of being a ‘paid woman’ holds a secret appeal! I doubt I will get to play Marion Davies, to a William Randolph Hearst (look that up on Wikipedia, if you want to know more), but one night, as a paid courtesan might just be a lot of fun. So…?

All the same, I dont think I’ll be offering my services as a classy, mature escort anytime soon. Mind, if someone did advertise me as one (yes, I’m looking at you, Betsy, or Heather), and someone offered to take up my services, I would go! I can see the advert going up in the LA classifieds (or whatever the online equivalent might be?) now, lol! Talking of which, without paying hundreds, or thousands for my services, if anyone wants a dining companion in LA, between 18th, and 26th May, who can provide entertaining conversation, with a British accent, I might be free! Cost of a meal, doesnt have to be an expensive one, or even if the place isnt too pricey, I’ll pay my share, and all it will cost is your time. But yes, it might be fun to not eat solo, one night while there at least. Well…? 😉

OK, video time. This might be a bit naughty under the circumstances, but its a fantastic song, so…

The merging of personalities

When it comes to story writers on the EMCSA, there are a few that I seem to have a love/hate relationship with. No, not in a personal way, just the nature of their stories. There is one guy who either annoys me totally with his pieces, or I just love the stories, nothing in between. But fine, this isnt about him. This is about a female writer, who uses some most delicious methods to control people, but then has this bad habit of stepping outside my comfort zone over an issue like unnecessary humiliation usage. Her name is Heather, though it isnt the Fembotheather I’ve mentioned before, I might add.

One story of hers that intrigued me for various reasons, was this one. http://192.155.80.152/WorldsOldestProfession/index.html

No, I’ve never worked in the Worlds ‘Oldest Profession’, and nor would I want to, even if I was young enough, and pretty enough to do so. Though I guess, if needs must? Let me add that I’ve known personally a couple of ladies who have, a long time ago, and they told me that it wasnt as bad as the image might be portrayed. Fine, both of these women operated out of safe premises, not the street corners, but fine, I admired them for doing it, and thought, not for me though, thanks.
But this story is supposedly a step up on that, high class escort girls, and fine, the story did have me wondering what that type of work would actually be like? Fine, at 59, and not all that pretty, I’m not likely to find out now, but OK, it made me curious as to what it would actually be like, doing that role? Is it as glamorous as in the story? I know, not going to find an answer here, but anyway…

Her other story I read today that had me thinking, was this one. http://192.155.80.152/BecomingAmber/index.html

No, I dont think again, at my age, and with my looks, I’m likely to find out what its like to be desirable and sexy, through an alter ego like Amber. But equally, I do wonder if my latent, and currently fairly dormant acting talents developed because of that bit part Hollywood actress in my past life? So yes, it had me thinking, if I just let go, and became Clara, would my acting skills, and presumably her dancing talents shine through in me?

I know, this piece is purely fictional, but knowing she’s within me, and even if she never made it as a major star, I’m pretty sure she was more talented in that field than me. So if it was possible to just let go, and really become Clara…hmm?

Oh fine, I’d rather become a big star like Jean Harlow, but even now, that little edge in talent, that might actually get me some decent roles, fascinating to consider? But yes, I cant deny that I’d love to become Clara, on my trip to Hollywood, if only to see the city as she would, allowing for the differences in time at least.

A saucy promo, one of my stories where you could say that Clara and I did become 1? https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/576469
Go on, make us both happy, not a big price! Oh, and Jean appears twice too!

Video time. For becoming someone else, or merging personalities, one song instantly came to mind, this one