The Superhero Keg Party: A Battle for Superiority

Freshly Pressed madness adding to the raging Tug-of-War battle. If you haven’t read this post yet, click on over and check it out now. It is hilarious. It is logical. It is a great post.

Are You Finished Yet?

Like many mothers of small boys, I am often asked to play superheroes. My son Michael has loved to engage me in this activity for a while now, ever since receiving a Batcave a few Christmases ago. As a five-year-old, he has come to act out the traditional superhero versus villain role plays, but when we first started our imaginary scenarios in the Batcave, he always simply wanted to “have a party.” All the superheroes were invited, including the multiple versions of Batman he owned, which he logically named Dad Batman, Mom Batman, Sister Batman, Brother Batman, and Other Brother Batman. The parties sometimes included the villains, and usually

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true friends

Anton wrapped up his speech and waited for the applause to wash over him.  When he’d practiced his delivery, timing and content, at home his friends had all thought he’d done splendidly.  They’d given him the confidence to step out on the stage and present his findings to his peers.  However, not a single clap echoed up to him in the auditorium.  In place of cheers and whistles he received only silence.

Afterwards, his Incantations Professor approached him in the recesses behind the stage.  “Anton,” he said frowning with disapproval, “that was extremely weak.  Did you even bother to read the material?  Did you test your findings?”

Hanging his head in shame, Anton mumbled apologies in reply before making a quick exit out the back.  He hadn’t read the books and scrolls.  He hadn’t actually tested his theories with experiments or practical applications.  He’d been so sure he was on the verge of a major breakthrough.  The magic had all been so crystal clear within his mind.  How could I have been wrong?

Safely hidden in his room again he dissected his arguments and easily found flaw after flaw.  His ideas had been preposterous at best and without a doubt impossible based on current knowledge of the arcane subjects.  Anton cursed his friends for not having pointed any of that out during his trial run.  Then he chuckled and cursed himself.

“Maybe it’s time for me to find some new friends.”

But, as he sat down on the edge of his bed, the first of his multitude of cats jumped into his lap and began purring.  The edge of his shame softened, his determination crumbled, and he knew he’d never get rid of them.


Word Count: 284

*sing song*  “Monday, Monday (La La, LA LA LA), so good to me.”

Sorry, my coffee hasn’t kicked in yet.  Anyway, this was my response to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge:

1: lacking strength: as
: deficient in physical vigor : feeble, debilitated
: not able to sustain or exert much weight, pressure, or strain
: not able to resist external force or withstand attack
: easily upset or nauseated <a weak stomach>
2a : mentally or intellectually deficient
: not firmly decided : vacillating
: resulting from or indicating lack of judgment or discernment
: not able to withstand temptation or persuasion <the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak>
3: not factually grounded or logically presented <a weak argument>

  • Your response must be between 33 and 333 words.
  • You must use the 3rd definition of the given word in your post.
  • The word itself needs to be included in your response.
  • You may not use a variation of the word; it needs to be exactly as stated above.
  • Only one entry per writer.
  • If your post doesn’t meet our requirements, please leave your link in the comments section, not in the linkz.
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