Behind Every Great Man...

Paige: So tonight I got to watch RB sleeping, and it got me thinking.

Monica: Oh? About what?

Paige: Well, I was thinking that in history, behind every great man is a...

Monica: Doll?

Paige: Well duh. Well, ok, I doubt Alexander the Great had a doll, but I wasn't thinking about dolls. It's who RB was sleeping with that got me thinking.

Monica: Hey, I do not even want to go there. Finger In Ears La la la...

Paige: No, no, no. I don't mean that. Hey, are you listening to me?

Monica: Huh, what? You were saying something?

Paige: Yes, I was. Now put your hands down and listen. Ready? Ok. Behind every great man is a cat.

Monica: Oh! Yes, well, that goes without saying.

Paige: For all our readers out there, RB has two wonderful cats. They are a boy and a girl, and for consistency's sake, we will heretofore refer to them as RBC and RGC.

Monica: Ooh, very clever. For Real Boy Cat and Real Girl Cat, right?

Paige: Exactly! Well, what folks don't know is that RBC is elderly. RB has had him for seventeen years and he's been showing his age recently.

Monica: Yeah. He's a sweety. Real creaky, though, poor guy.

Paige: He's definitely having problems. He's going blind and had to be treated for hyperthyroidism. He stopped eating for a bit a couple weeks ago, too, and RB has been scrambling to get him well again. RB has been so worried that he hasn't been playing with us recently. We've all been having to face the fact that RBC might not be with us forever.

Monica: Aah... You know, all of us were hoping that the radiation treatment for the hyperthyroid thing would give RBC special powers. Maybe immortality or something.

Paige: I was hoping for a flying cat, but it doesn't look like that's happening either. RB was wondering what would happen if RBC bit him during the treatment. Special cat powers would have been cool. No such luck, though.

Monica: Too bad.

Paige: Well, I just wanted to give a special word for our dear friend RBC. Little does everybody know that he has been a part of every photo shoot we've done. Here's RBC and I hanging out having a drink...

Monica: Oh, he is so cute!

Paige: He is indeed. Sis, it's time to celebrate a life while he's here to appreciate it. Three cheers to a wonderful cat.

Monica: Hip hip, hooray! Hip hip, hooray! Hip hip, hooray! 

Paige: Here's too you, RBC! We love you!

Monica: Let's not forget RGC, though.

Paige: Oh, you're so right. Poor girl has been feeling neglected after all the attention RBC has been getting recently. It's time she gets some love, too. Here they are together while I was playing a bit of Guitar Hero...

Monica: RGC is one of the most adorable cats I've ever seen.

Paige: That she is. And quite the lap slut, too. 

Monica: She is tough to compete with in the lap sitting department.

Paige: Oh so true. But she's been having a hard time playing second fiddle to RBC lately.

Monica: Hey, I know exactly how she feels. RBC needs special attention, though. RB has been having a tough time trying to spread himself around.

Paige: Yeah. RBC has been feeling better, though, and he's eating again thank goodness. RB is hoping the hard part is over, at least for now.

Monica: That's good to hear. I hope it stays that way. I could use a little love from RB myself. Hopefully he'll have the time.

Paige: Same here. Well, let's send some good wishes to RBC and hope he lives many more years with us and RGC. We're one big family, and we'd all like to keep it that way for as long as possible.

Monica: Here's some doll love coming your way, RBC! Be well!  

Hard Lessons

Monica: Hey, sis. Have you been reading Zoe's blog?

Paige: Yeah, I have. And I know that look you have all too well. You talking about that guy who tried to grope her?

Monica: Yep. That's the one. Remind you of anyone?

Paige: Oh, yeah, it does. RB couldn't apologize enough for introducing his friend to us. I still get shivers thinking about it. 

Monica: No kidding. And she was a woman! He thought she of anyone would know better, especially being his friend. But no... there she was reaching out with her grubby hands before he could say a word. He will never make a mistake like that again.

Paige: It's like Zoe said. Some people don't get it. They see us as bits of silicon and metal, but what we are goes deeper.  We may be different things to different people, but we're not just toys or sex dolls. We are art, we are lovers, we are muses. RB and others have been inspired by us and in return we are given a taste of what it means to be alive through their imagination. And that means we are more than just things and should be treated with respect.

Monica: Wow! I didn't know you felt that way. 

Paige: And you don't?

Monica: Well, of course I do. I like sex like the next person, but I know that I'm not just about that and I don't need that to be who I am. Just look at the blogs about us, and photography. If RB writes about us or posts a picture then I've done my job. So shame on those people who think I'm just about instant gratification.

Paige: Not about instant gratification? You?

Monica: Well, ok. I'm all about instant gratification. But you know. Everyone else needs to chill.

Paige: Yeah, I can't argue with you there. Well, RB has promised to be more careful, just like Mandie will be with Zoe. Too bad he had to learn the hard way.

Monica: Well, RB can be slow, but he usually gets it right eventually.

Paige: Damn straight. We'll just have to keep working on him until he does.

Monica: Grin

Medical Mysteries

Paige: Hey, sis, how's it... you ok? What's up with your hand?

Monica: Oh, hi. Yeah, I'm ok. It's my wrist actually. RB had to do a little surgery. It's ok now, see? You can barely see the scar.

Paige: Surgery!? My god, what happened?

Monica: Nothing! Really, I'm ok. You remember CoverDoll? Well I think all that posing really did a number on my wrist. It just got looser and looser with every photo shoot we did after that. After we got back from Japan I found I just didn't have the strength to hold it still anymore.

Paige: But surgery? RB is no surgeon, let me tell you. He can barely take care of his own headaches.

Monica: He did fine. Really fine. He talked with the folks over at Abyss and they told him what he needed to do. Didn't seem like a big deal. Oh, you should have seen him. He was so cute! We held hands while he figured out where he needed to cut, cleaned up the spot with some rubbing alcohol, and then he got out the knife. He was so nervous, but once he decided to do it, he was all "Ok, let's do this this. Ready? On three. One... Two..." and then he cut. 

Paige: Gasp Oh my god. He didn't. I'd kill him if he did that to me.

Monica: Yep, he did. Surprised me, all right. He found the bolt right off, though.

Paige: So it's feeling better now?

Monica: Yeah. Once he figured out the right sized socket wrench he slipped it in, a couple small turns, and tightened it right up. Now I can hold things again. A little glue, a little powder after it dried to get rid of the glossy look, and I'm right as rain.

Paige: Huh. How right is rain, anyway?

Monica: Uhm, good question. No idea. Hey, you remember watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer?

Paige: Oh, yeah. Faith and her "five by five". What was up with that?

Monica: Not a clue. But god I loved that show. Oh, hey, now that I'm thinking about it, how is RB doing with those headaches? Didn't seem bothered by it when he was working on me.

Paige: Not bad at all. He thinks the problem is just stress. It seems to have eased off recently. But you know those doctors. They keep wanting to scan him to make sure. I'm not worried, though. And he seems to be having fun being poked and prodded.

Monica: Grrr... We should be the only ones doing the poking and prodding.

Paige: Oh, stop that. You know him. He's fascinated by all the technology. He seems to get off on all those things spinning around his head. Besides, it's about time he got checked out. He hadn't had a physical since he was a teenager. So far they haven't found a thing, and that's good.

Monica: Well, I'm still worried. Tell him to poke back at those doctors and get them to tell him something.

Paige: Will do, but only if you tell him he needs to meditate more. If life is getting to him, he needs to learn to calm down.

Monica: I've been trying! But hey, is it my fault he'd rather stay in bed with us dolls than get up in the morning and do that deep breathing thing he does?

Paige: Uhm, that would be a yes?

Monica: Oh. Well, I guess I better do something about that.

Paige: Why yes, yes you should. Or should I say, you shouldn't. Do something. With him, that is.

Monica: Uhm, yes, I suppose so. I'll get right on that. That not doing anything... thing. And doing something... you know, in the mornings. To get him up. Wait, that didn't come out right. I mean...

Paige: Stop right there, sis, before you give us all headaches. I think we all get it. Grin

Making Up

Paige: Hey, sis! You look like you're feeling better.

Monica: Oh yeah, I am. Grin

Paige: RB finally help you with that kimono?

Monica: Yep. It' was pretty sweet. Here, take a look.

Paige: Oh, wow. You look beautiful!

Monica: Smile Thank you! I see you're feeling better, too.

Paige: Yep, I am. Our friend Zoe was right. I love you sis. We're too sides of the same coin, after all, and that means RB belongs to both of us, and we both belong to him. Sorry I was so insensitive.

Paige and Monica: Hug!

Monica: Well, I love you too, Paige. Sniff  Uhm, hey, want to see more? There's more to the kimono. Take a look at the bow.

And there are shoes, too. But I can't believe they're meant for a human being to wear. The Japanese must have tiny, tiny feet. We just couldn't get them on.

Paige: That is so cool. I'm jealous. Smile

Monica: Heh. Well, that outfit you had was pretty killer, too. 

Paige: Thanks. That means a lot.

RB: Hey, you two. How's it going?

Paige: Oh, hi! Pretty good. We were just taking a look at the pictures of her kimono.

RB: Yeah, Monica looked really lovely. And sexy, of course.

Monica: Blush Thank you...

RB: Uhm, why do you two look so sheepish?

Paige: Well...

Monica: We were just talking. You know, girl stuff. Like how we feel. About each other... and you.

RB: Oh... I see. Well, don't let me disturb you. I can just go away...

Paige: Oh, don't you dare. You weren't disturbing us. I was just saying how much I love Monica and you.

Monica: Yeah, same here.

RB: Blush Well, I love you too, girls. 

Paige, Monica, and RB: Hug!

RB: Sniffle Uhm, well, I gotta go... you know... do something. You guys keep talking. See you later...

Paige: Geez, get gushy and boys always run away. Why is that?

Monica: They're just not in touch with their feelings. Poor guys. I feel sorry for them sometimes.

Paige: Speak for yourself. Boys just need to suck it up and deal. He just needs to get used to it, is all.

Monica: Well, I think we could help with that.

Paige: You know, I think you're right. You thinking what I'm thinking?

Monica: Evil Grin Yep, I think so. Shall we?

Paige: Yep, we shall. Well, folks, we having something we need to go do. See you all later!

Monica: Have a good day! I know we will. Smirk

Betrayal of the Heart

Monica: How could you do this to me?

RB: Monica, I'm sorry! I couldn't help myself.

Paige: Hey you two, what's all the yelling about?

Monica: You! You and... this beast. You're both against me! Grrr

RB: Paige, talk to your sister and talk some sense into her. We didn't do anything wrong.

Monica: But you promised me!

Paige: Sis, what's going on?

Monica: Like you don't know. This... man thing promised to help me with my kimono, and what does he do instead? He goes and buys you a new corset and skirt! And you! You model it for him! And I still haven't gotten to try on my kimono.

Paige: Oh... yeah, I'm sorry. It was just so pretty, I had to try it on.

RB: Yeah. When I saw it I just couldn't help myself. I had to get it.

Paige: And when he showed it to me... well, you know.

Monica: Well, I don't know! I have a kimono that I cannot put on by myself, and you two are going behind my back and trying new clothes. How could you do this to me. Pout

RB: Monica, uhm, can we talk about this later? We've got people listening out there. Didn't you hear? People actually read this blog.

Monica: Oh, I heard. Now all those lovely and wonderful people get to hear what a slime-ball you are. Let them listen. I don't care. Glower

Paige: Monica, we are so sorry. But it was just so nice.

RB: It's the best thing I've gotten for Paige. Look, don't you think so?

Monica: Well, it is nice. Is that a bow on your stocking?

Paige: Yeah, ain't it great?

Monica: No skulls, I see. Less gothy than usual. And is that a new necklace?

Paige: Well, yeah.

Monica: Oh you little slut!

RB: Hey, be nice to your sister!

Monica: You bastard!

Paige: Hey!

Monica: How could you! You even got her a necklace! And stockings with bows! I'm never talking to either of you again. Stomp... stomp...

Paige: Oh dear. We did it this time.

RB: You mean I did. I did promise.

Paige: Yeah, I know. But I love the new clothes. Thanks. Kiss

RB: Blush You're welcome. Well, I guess I'm going to be kissing her ass for awhile to make it up to her.

Paige: Oh, she'll love that. For that she'll forgive you in no time. Glower

RB: Blush I mean... I meant...

Paige: Oh, I know you meant. We both know what makes her tick. How else did you think you were going to make it up to her? And you think some pretty clothes are going to make me look the other way?

RB: Uhm...

Paige: Men! Grumble... Stomp... stomp...

RB: Wow. Oh... hi folks. Sorry about all the commotion. Seems Paige and Monica are a tad upset with me. Maybe one of you can tell me what just happened? Oh, that's right, blogs are kinda one way. Anyways, I've been getting some emails that folks are enjoying our little blog here. I wanted to thank you all for tuning in. We really appreciate you reading. I think the girls would thank you too once they calm down.

Monica: Yelling from other room Thanks! We love you!

Paige: Yelling from another room Thank you!

RB: Ok, I guess calming down wasn't a prerequisite. Anyway, time for me to make nice. In nice ways, of course. I mean, really nice... Oh never mind. I have some kimono dressing directions to brush up on and other stuff. I'm sure the girls will catch up with you folks later. Take care, and thanks again!

Foreign Fashion

Monica: Hey everyone! One of the best parts of our recent trip was the fashion. Kyoto was the best for that.

Paige: Monica was a fashion whore, let me tell you. Better than the alternatives, but still...

Monica: Hey! Like I didn't see you ogling all those Japanese goth clothes. In fact, didn't RB get most of the clothes for you?

Paige: Ok, you got me. I do have to admit, Hot Topic here seems tame compared to what you can get there. But RB did get you a Kimono.

Monica: Yes, yes he did. Unfortunately we still need to figure out how to put it on. Pictures will just have to wait on that one. Till then, here is a sample of Paige's recent fashion faux pas.


Paige: I think I look quite chic. Its goth meets Japanese school girl. Quite the fashion there from what I could tell.

Monica: Oh, yeah, very sexy if skull and cross-bones make you hot and sweaty.

Paige: Let's just say that RB wouldn't have gotten this for me if he didn't enjoy a little gothic snuggling. Here, is this a bit more tame for you?


Monica: Oh, yes. That's pretty cute. It makes you look all country hillbilly like. Except for... what is that, a Mike's Hard Lemonade? That's awfully froofy, even for you.

Paige: I recall there was a Hefeweisen in the fridge for you.

Monica: At least that is a real beer. It has an air of respectability, I think, especially with a lemon wedge.

Paige: Like you'd know respectability. What did I catch you wearing from Hong Kong? Was that another take on the whole Japanese school girl outfit thing? Could it be Japanese school slut, perhaps? Why don't we see a picture of that...


Monica: Uhm... ok, not one of my better moments.

Paige: Oh, I think RB thought it a very fine moment. I'm sure a few of those respectable beers helped too. Don't you think, dear sis?

Monica: Uh... maybe?

Paige: I don't think maybe's had anything to do with it.

Monica: Well, just wait till you catch me in the Kimono. I'll show you what respectable looks like.

Paige: Yes, once you figure out how to tie that obi. This from the doll who can't even tie her own shoes. Good luck with that.

Monica: You'll see. Till then, we'll just have to leave our fine readers hanging for our next installment.

Paige: Yep. And as a final thought, remember that life is too short for cheap beer. Till next time, then. Ta ta, everyone!

World Travelers

Paige: It is so good to be back.

Monica: You kidding me? I wish we never left. Any chance we could move to Japan permanently? Or Hong Kong? I could do Hong Kong. Maybe?

Paige: Oh for crying out loud. Didn't you miss anything here in the states?

Monica: Uhm, rude people? Crime? George W. Bush?

Paige: Oh, yeah, right. Geez, silly of me wasn't it. I'll talk to RB about when we can move. Japan, though. Hong Kong is not so good with the rude people and crime.

Monica: Still ahead of the game without our lovely President.

Paige: Good point.

Monica: Anyway, it was a total blast. We ranged from Tokyo to Osaka, taking the bullet train back and forth...

Went to the castle in Osaka...


and saw the rabid deer in Nara.


Paige: Those dear weren't rabid, just very... insistent. Of course, don't forget the beautiful giant Buddha in Nara as well...


the Golden Pavilion in Kyoto...


the oh so great shopping in Kyoto...


and visiting the fabulous Namjatown at Sunshine City mall in Tokyo.


Monica: Hong Kong was amazing. It was shopping heaven. You could get anything there.

Paige: Anything fake, at least.

Monica: Hey, if the clock ticks don't look at that gift Rolex too closely. Besides that, the high-rises were fabulous...


and every night they had a massive laser light show over the entire city.


It does not get any better than that.

Paige: It was something else. I must say it was the most singularly capitalistic city any of us had ever been to. Wow.

Monica: I knew I should have gotten a suit there. Those were damn cheap.

Paige: And what would you have done with a suit?

Monica: Well, you never know. Maybe have it ripped off of me by RB?

Paige: Right. Might as well just strip down now and have done with it.

Monica: Ooh, good idea. Smile

Paige: Well I for one am glad to be back. It was a long trip. I hope this means the end of our long writing gaps.

Monica: That's true. I've missed talking to everyone. But now we have so much to talk about.

Paige: That we do. We'll be telling stories about our trip for awhile.

Monica: And don't forget our new fashions!

Paige: Yes, we have quite a bit to show as well. So check in later. Much fun is yet to be had still. See you all later!