The faded drunken dreams of a smashingly good New Years' Eve party
or
Life as seen from the other side of the bathroom mirror

Under the quiet blanket of a consciousness subdued by gross amounts of hard liquor and wild excessive sex the subconscious mind of James Brady chatted endlessly to itself, waiting for its conscious half to resume its' everyday mundane functions of life, so it could continue its subtle sibylline jokes it loved to play on the body.

After a short time, the subconscious found it necessary to find something to occupy its own mind while it waited for the conscious mind to reawaken. It jogged around the body a few times, making an inventory of certain body features it planed to use in turning the conscious mind overly self-conscious of and even paranoid.

Later, feeling a little bit left out of the general stupor the body was experiencing, it ventured a peek inside the conscious mind. Finding nothing more exciting or unusual than an over sized pink singing elephant named Mariah, it left. Finally, having nothing else to keep it occupied, the subconscious was reduced to its lowest state of existence - humming and singing old out of date commercials and TV sit-com themes.

Although still in a state of unconsciousness, Jim's body suffered heavily from this 'singing' as the subconscious described its' vocal ability.

Eventually, even repetitive chorus of The Ladybugs' Picnic were unable to fill the void, and the subconscious mind became perplexed at what it should do next while it waited for its conscious half to reawaken.

"Life," it thought as it sat in the dark quiet of the body's drunken stupor, "ain’t no fun without a brain."

The subconscious laughed at the weird philosophical statement it had just made while using a double negative. It giggled. "Now stop that!" It scolded itself for having such a thought. It wondered for a moment whether it too, along with the body was drunk. After considering the possibility, and even worse yet the ramifications of admitting to being drunk, the subconscious, as any normal brain would do in the same situation, denied everything.

Instead, the subconscious placed its giddiness in the simple, deviously funny little prank that was brewing in its thoughts.

Its' thoughts ran something like this. "Every intelligent being needs a brain to regulate the workings of its body. I'm a brain! And I've got an intelligent being. Well, sort of. Why not take over things around here while the conscious half sleeps? Why not?! I'll do it!!"

Unfortunately for Jim's body there was no one else conscious enough to slap the subconscious and say, "Stop that!" Alas for poor Jim and his body.

"Wake up. Let's go everybody. Wake up." the subconscious was having no success in trying to take over control of the body's functions from the unconscious conscious mind. It stewed for a few moments, regarding with nasty thoughts the body that was ignoring its commands. "All right you lazy good for nothings, wake up!!"