Why The Brat Pack Holiday Show is Scarier than Halloween

It starts with scary elves and fairies and toys.

And then a giant cookie tries to intimidate you.

Two out of Three Kings of Orient Are...

Bearing cute boxes of candy and toys. They travel afar!

We can't get the other king out of the bathroom. Working on it...

Like Rain on Memorial Day Weekend

Do you remember in the 80s, how we had never heard of Alanis Morrisette so we all still kind of understood what Irony was? Frankly, I just can't put it together anymore, so I'll look to the Oxford American Desk Dictionary and Thesaurus for clarification.

"Articles made of iron." (Oops, sorry.) Here's "irony," and it says: "humorous or sarcastic use of language of a different or opposite meaning" (so far no help); "ill-timed arrival of an event or circumstance that is in itself desirable." AHA! (I'm sorry, I didn't mean the band AHA, I meant the exclamation representing an epiphany.)

So if I were to say "Isn't it ironic, don't you think, that it's supposed to rain throughout the long weekend that everyone is planning cookouts and outdoor shows and parties and fun in the sun?" I wouldn't be totally wrong because some people would say the rain is a desirable circumstance compared to drought in late May.

Big Important Meeting = Awesome Plan

Well, Tommy and I just finished our Bahamas Planning Meeting, and wow am I exhausted. What a lot of work! Actually Tommy did all the work, and his ideas were so in synch with my vision for this summer holiday show on the beach that you'd almost think I thought of them!

Anyway, Tommy wants to do Christmas in July. Since we have most of the costumes (including boots, hats, wigs, and beards) already, he's stoked about being Santa Claus. He wants to dress Guido up in the full reindeer fur suit, and Josh and Jesse can be green velvet elves with plush polar bear fur coats!



My friend Jeff, who's played this gig a number of times himself, suggested wearing something kind of light due to the actual temperature in the Bahamas in July, so I might dress up as a beachcomber who just happened upon these morons doing the hits of the 80s on the beach. I was afraid to mention this to Tommy at our very productive meeting tonight because he was so darned excited.