Playoff
It was the basketball equivalent of a massacre. Men’s Team – 0, Women’s Team – 145, and there were still two quarters left to play.
“I’m pretty sure hypnosis is against the rules. Are we really letting this one slide?” The referee asked.
“Yes,” the umpires drooled as they gazed at the swirly patterns of their jerseys.
Another game. Inspired by something that took place twenty years ago in my high school days and that came to mind after running into an old friend earlier today. We did lose the game and I’m not ashamed to admit that was because they played better than us although things didn’t exactly happen the way I describe them below. It would have been funny if they did though. Enjoy.
Main Course
“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“Is everything okay?”
“Absolutely. Why?”
“I haven’t received any reports of hypnotic shenanigans today and…”
“… you got worried? That’s sweet. By the way, we’re running late for our dinner with the Vice-President.”
“But it’s only half past no…” he glanced at his watch. “Damn it!”
Time sure flies when dining at Alexandra’s.
I didn’t want to but she kept on making her presence felt in my thoughts all day so… I hope you enjoy another sneaky humorous Alexandra Ryder piece. By the way, her favorite dessert is “mind pudding”.
Afterthought
Pierce looked at the countless ghost images of his hands, watching them flicker and dance like a dervish. All of his synaptic connections floated on a bubble of mindless euphoria, ready to burst and wash away every trace of his free will, forever.
“Afterthought is really a fitting name,” Anastasia purred, hypodermic needle in hand.
It’s widely known that mind control stories and drugs often go hand in hand. On occasions, they’re used as a means to keep the subjects/victims in a docile state while the real control mechanisms are taking place. In others, they’re the actual main instrument for achieving said control. A lot of folks share these types of intoxication fantasies. I can’t really say I do but, like in many other occasions, I recognize the intrinsic value of them when it comes to telling a story.
After yesterday’s humorous foray, I wanted to go down a more sinister path today as changing genres on a regular basis is also part of the challenge. I chose this theme as a result of said desire to shake things up. Unsure whether anyone will enjoy it, but I can only hope that’s the case. Tomorrow, I’ll change things again as I already have a clear idea of what’s to follow. Until then, think happy thoughts… or don’t think at all.
Pirates of the Caribbean: Hypnotized Men Believe in Everything
“Do you know who you’re talking to? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow!”
“Wrong. I’m Captain Jack Sparrow!”
“Who’re you trying to fool? I’m Captain Jack Sparrow!”
The number of voices kept growing until there were ninety-captain Captain Jack Sparrow throwing rum at one another.
Standing at the bar’s entrance, Elizabeth Swann waved a crystal pendant, grinning.
I went to the movies today to watch the latest installment of the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise. It was good enough for some laughs, but it’s undeniable that gone are the days of the first adventure which I still believe to be quite enjoyable from start to finish.
Yesterday, I had already decided I was going to write something based on this series and so I played with a lot of possible scenarios in my head before and after exiting the theater. I couldn’t come up with any good variation of the existing plots, so I created my very own mini-script and, since Keira Knightley’s character has a brief cameo in the last moments of this new flick, I decided to give her the dominant role. I hope you like another attempt of mine at hypnotic humor.