A Recap of the Holtzapalooza Planning Committee

How I remember It
By JT Pilaf

Auntie P, always the cautious one, suggested that we take precautions with the Asian Bird Flu getting close to our infallable town. Our strong headed family was reluctant but we conceded and all wore these outfits so as to not become infected from lingering viruses.
We all gathered at the Pickford Castle and quickly dove into our cold refreshing beverages.



I had on the agenda a few games before we started our meeting. I thought we could do sack races or anything really to break the ice and get our brain juices flowing. I handed out the sacks for the races, but was surprised that the participants had no idea how to use the sacks. All of them put them on their heads and just started runnning around.





After explaining to them how it worked I teamed my father, Mr. Fixit and my dear uncle up together. My dad thought that a three legged race meant he should put both of his legs in the sack and then try and run. I didn't have the heart to tell him he was wrong. Suprisingly they won.



After a meet-n-greet with the Fire and Ice girls we tried to get the grill started for dinner.






We tried everything to get that grill lit. Explosives, gas soaked wood, everything.

You'd think Mr. Fixit would have had something in his car's trunk to help us out.










Unckie C was willing to use his head and blow on the fire to finally get it going.
We all cheered uproarously and then doused his head in water to put him out. Thank goodness he wasn't wearing mousse that day.











I grilled up our dinner and everyone really seemed to enjoy it. Then I handed each of them a note.















Ahhhhh, good times. I love playing the role of the practical joker. Unfortunately my mother has a pretty weak stomach and couldn't hold dinner down.


After dinner we started our meeting. Unckie C tried to capture sunlight in two coconuts as a offering to the Holtzapallooza gods.


We started talking about what we should bring, food, entertainment, etc... Then Auntie B suggested that maybe Hottie McPhee might be available to perform (she did lose to Taylor). Chewbakka's name was also suggested... maybe they could do a duet?


















So... basically we're all bringing three bags of charcoal..
because that's all I can remember. I tried writing everything down. But the thoughts of Hottie McPhee and Chewie singing together just made my mind wander. Can you blame me? That Chewie can really sing.

Well, everyone left and it was time to clean up the backyard. Hopefully, we don't get cleanup duty at Holtzapaloooza.