ASMR

ASMR is apparently the latest thing in cyberspace. It does not stand for Accelerating Seismic Moment Release in this context - it stands for Autonomous Sensory Meridian Response.

So now I know the scientific name for the effect I have on submissives when I whisper in their ear exactly what I am going to do to them. That static or tingling sensation which begins on the scalp and courses its way down the neck and spine; that manifestation of the agony of anticipation, is ASMR.

Brave New World

I have never been a 'Lifestyle' Dominatrix. Why? Because if I was, it would be my 'normal' and hence would lose all the magic for me. It is a bit like making your hobby your job. It can work out, but often what once was a joy becomes a chore.

In the case of a Dominatrix, instead of being able to session only with those people with whom you have that particular chemistry that makes a session special, you could potentially end up taking clients for the sake of the money. Or taking on more clients, rushing them through, conveyor belt-like. All of which leads to a burnt-out Mistress and unhappy subs.

Sessions are just as much escapism for me as they are for the submissives who come to see me.


However, when I was told in February, along with a number of my vanilla colleagues, that I was being made redundant, I had to do a rapid evaluation of my options! But no - I'm not going to change my values. But instead of finding another 'vanilla' job I'm going to go to university! And continuing my maverick approach, I'm not doing Psychology, which seems to be the default choice for Mistresses. I'm going to do Philosophy, Politics and Economics.  Fortunately, I have far too many skeletons in my cupboards to ever become a politician, although since the demise of the News of the World the 'shock and horror' news items regarding BDSM have reduced somewhat. Of course this may be because of the "Fifty Shades of Grey' effect and Torture Garden advertising in The Guardian. Visiting a fetish club and indulging in a bit of BDSM is almost a rite of passage nowadays!

So this is how I'm feeling today, on the brink of the future.

Can anybody tell me....

the algorithm used by Sky and a few other internet service providers that deems my website to be pornography?

I checked the definition of pornography in the Oxford English Dictionary, which defines it thus:

pornography

pɔːˈnɒɡrəfi/

noun

noun: pornography

1. printed or visual material containing the explicit description or display of sexual organs or activity, intended to stimulate sexual excitement.

My website contains no pictures of sexual organs or sexual activity, nor does it have explicit descriptions of  these.

I did a bit of further research and found the etymology of the word to be from Greek:

Origin

mid 19th century: from Greek pornographos ‘writing about prostitutes’, from pornē ‘prostitute’ + graphein‘write’.

Hmm. I wonder is the program code may have been searching for the word 'prostitute' or 'prostitution'.  'Prostitution' does appear in my site - in the sentence that clearly states 'Domination is not prostitution'. 

Yet again a case of 'the computer says so, so it must be right' shame the computer system is designed and programmed by idiots who have no concept of context.......

Any fool.....

Any fool can make something complicated. It takes a genius to make it simple.

Sadly there are not many geniuses developing apps for charging electric cars!
Having arrived in Crawley last night and expecting the Tesla Supercharger to available I find it had mysteriously vanished!!!!

So after visiting the Polar charger at the Crowne Plaza Hotel - charger say no you need a card for this latest model - I only had the app on my phone, I arrive at the town hall 'Charge My Car' charging station. Yippee! It says 'Download the app', which I dutifully do, sign up entering all the details with my frozen fingers because just in case I'm trying to preserve the battery life of my car., and then? Err how do I add my credit card details? Finally find where to do this and I'm ready to charge my car.... Only where on the app does it let me select 'Start charging'?

NO IDEA! so I start flicking through all the possible potential options - until finally the 'Start charging' page appears. So I do - but as I have no idea how I actually got there in the first place I daren't navigate away from the page because it also has the 'Stop Charging' button.

Charging an electric car with 40 kwh current is not a spectator sport, so I go to have something to eat, and return when the app bleeps to say I have overstayed by 20 minutes!!! Why didn't the thing bleep just before??? Wouldn't that be more sensible?Luckily no-one else was wanting to charge their car at 10 o'clock on a Sunday night.

But I still don't have enough charge to get home.... But I do have enough to get the Heathrow Terminal 5 Tesla Super Charger. So off I go. The Heathrow Terminal 5 Tesla Super Charger isn't actually at Terminal 5, so that was somewhat confusing ,as I drove down some dodgy-looking road to finally find myself at the Hilton Hotel Heathrow Terminal 5.

There are eight lovely super chargers all of which are free bar one, so I plug in with a sigh of relief . Super chargers have 120 kwh max current - but still exactly entertaining, so I go in search of a hot drink, ending up in the bar and meeting Alex and his son who are complete strangers but somehow due a mix up by the bar man, Alex ends up paying for my hot chocolate too.

Alex, I know it's hardly likely you will read this but if you do - it was a pleasure to met you, I hope you and your son got home safe - as I did eventually!

Why have I not blogged for so long???

Because Blogger in their infinite wisdom have made their app obsolete and not informed me and now I have to post using their website which is not optimised for mobile!
Morons! Are you trying to go backwards instead of forwards or is it some silly professional issue you have with Apple? Have you stopped for s moment and considered your customers? Clearly not. End of rant...

Tweeting

When will Donald Trump learn that, in the words of David Cameron, that too many tweets make you look like a twat? 

Misty day

Misty day in the studio garden