Contest 82! (Blog 456)

In Matt’s latest sketch, his character decides whether to take a Matrix style red pill or a blue pill. (Or in this case a red or blue gummy bear because of budget problems). If Matt wants yellow Clozapine tablets or white vitamin D supplements to borrow for whatever reason, all he has to do is ask, BUT I really will be wanting the former pills back. Vitamin D tablets aren’t quite so important for me but the Cloz REALLY is, I can’t stress that enough. Anyway, the blue bear would allow Matt to keep living in an illusion where things are fine. If he’s okay with being married three times to three different people called ‘Tracy’ that’s his wish and that should be respected. You want to know a weird thing about me? As explained a while ago, I really want to go to Thorpe Park on Halloween. Maybe I will! Matt’s ‘reasonable’ life involves lots of emotional pain, and whilst I’d image the three coincidences would offer at least comic SOME relief, I’d assume basically none. My fantasy on the other hand is one of a ten year old girl. What’s a reasonable existence for me? Thorpe Park, but on a regular day. If a mysterious person wearing sunglasses offered me the chance to know all that would happen in my life, warts and all, red pill style as a child, would I take the chance? Not sure. If he said there would be ups and downs in life and left it at that, I’d be pretty happy with that, I think. However, had things been described in more detail, and said lots of people would end up studying me because my life was so freakishly bad, I wouldn’t be quite so happy.

As I’ve talked about mental health enough, I think I should move on. So if someone ever told me I’d have to sort out my computer and my mobile phone after things went to hell in the SAME month, red pill style, again, I would not be happy. They may not be normal things to be stressed out over, but I was very upset!! Furthermore, I hated it when England lost to Spain, and things could have gone to hell when many Papa John’s places shut down, but thank God my local one stayed strong. Which would be a blue pill! On the plus side, whatever situation Matt would choose he would get a nice gummy bear. I’m reminded of the Willy Wonka experience in Glasgow where it was little more than children who paid to visit getting a couple of jelly babies or whatever in a nearly bare warehouse. Not ALL bad! And that’s what you have to focus on if you want to be mentally healthy like I am now. A bit frustrated and scared maybe, but now I’m taking the yellow pill, things could be much worse. Here’s an idea for a future Matrix film: If a guy gets offered a yellow pill and refuses to take it, he could spend the rest of the film talking to himself and crying that would be good… Now check out Matt’s video below!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fSsIWhjI4_Y

Now what to say? I guess I should apologise to Matt when I said he’d be ok with getting divorced at least twice, maybe he wouldn’t and I’ve just misunderstood what taking the red and blue pill meant. I haven’t watched the films and my only research into them was a brief read of a Wikipedia page. I read the intro paragraph a good three times though. Was that enough? I don’t know, whilst I do want to get things right, at the same time I don’t want to give into OCD and read things over and over again, you can imagine how conflicted I’m feeling. To be clear, I’m not criticising people who get divorced, but if I find changing my mobile number anxiety-inducing, imagine that times by at least two. ‘At least two??? Is that all I mean to you, hubby??’ No, you don’t understand, I was genuinely traumatised by the damn thing. I’m wondering why Matt would be attracted to people called Tracy. I guess it’s a nice name. You know my favourite name for a girl? Simone. If that makes me narcissistic, so be it. And for the 82nd time…. bye!