Will Work for Beer
At the holidays, my husband’s nickname is Clark (as in Griswold, i.e. Christmas Vacation). His goal is to have the best lights on the block and he revels when cars slow down as they drive by our home.
He spends hours in the cold, climbing on the roof, schlepping through trees and running dozens of extension cords through the yard. We have umpteen “things” in our front yard — three of those blow up deals and several lighted critters. Not to mention lights on the house, in the trees and bushes and a lighted tree on the porch. It’s so bad that if I turn on the fan over my cooktop, we blow all the circuits.
But his real aspiration is to do this:
He was mesmerized with last year’s Miller Lite spot, but this year’s spot was even more enticing to him. And the fact that a beer (which is near and dear to his heart) memorializes these light shows in their holiday spots to the music of the Trans Siberian Orchestra makes the concept even more appealing. He would do this for beer. No doubt about it. Someday he may actually convince a sound and light engineer to help him pull it off.
Then the neighbors will really love us! NOT!
This post was written by: Kim Mickelsen