Synopsis' of Plays

HAM RADIO is a delightful throw back to those wonderful days of yesteryear, where radio was king! When Carolyn Holmes moves to Chicago to help her elderly Aunt run an all women’s Boarding House, it becomes one big slumber party, night after night with her fellow boarders; complete with midnight kitchen raids, curlers and Irish coffee!

In an attempt to pay her way, Carolyn takes a job at Winnetka’s H A M radio station and learns that the real entertainment in any live radio show, takes place more off air, than on. The station’s owner wants to sell, the radio stars want to kill each other and the script writer is a bit of a lush who wants to write the great American novel, instead of the show… Humor ensues, when the script writer for the program; “As the Dental Chair Turns”, Dickey Sloan takes a wrong turn down an alley that ends up in the bottom of his favorite bottle… Carolyn and her Boarding House buddies, cobble together scripts to try and save everyone’s jobs, for this romantic comedy from, love letters, eavesdropping on inter-department phone calls and pants pockets from the local dry cleaner!

Everyone finds love and laughter on HAM RADIO, when the “ON AIR” lights are flashing.

Bless Me Father...

By TA Powell

TAP Household Collaborations

750 Cleveland Road

Bogart, Georgia 30622

706.714.6516

A country priest named Father Pat is rehearsing his Christmas sermon when he suddenly takes ill from eating spoils from the church kitchen’s fridge - a three week old liver mousse pâté. After he voids himself of the mousse in the confessional box, the housekeeper harangues the janitor, instructing Fitz to clean up the mess and put up a sign postponing confessions for another week. The overzealous vicarage housekeeper, in a hurry to make her way to market to gossip and get soda crackers for the ailing priest, accidentally traps the janitor inside the confessional box.

To make matters worse, there is a rumor being spread that the pope’s European tour will bring him remarkably close to the small village church and that there is an off-chance that the Holy Father himself will be there to hear confession that very afternoon!

Its Pillow Talk meets Green Acres when London based playwright, Lance Albright, AKA: Professor Albright, sells the New York Times and its resident Theatre Critic, Delores Nolan down the river in this classic romantic comedy about a gilded turkey, named Henrietta!

It all starts when the widowed, mother of 5; writes a scathing review of a play she knows she’s see somewhere before. The, “pond sucking” review sets the stage for a hilarious plot that puts the two in a non-negotiable experiment by the Times of job swapping. Albright takes her penthouse apartment in New York, her column at the Times and a twenty year heartache, and gives her in return, his job as playwright and the only property he has left to swap, after subletting two penthouse suites... A run down, vacant pig farm in the heart of the Midwest!

There are no words to describe the cultural whiplash Delores, her mad-cap maid Alma and five children suffer, trading the Big Apple for the Big Frontier! Not even in her trusty Thesaurus, is there a word to describe the twisting plot that pulls her from the edge of no return, back into the loving arms of a man you will never forget…and she may never forgive! Together with the help of friends, he and the children pull off the wildest; “Gotcha!; ‘scheme known to the civilized world! Find out how she feels about the natives, their rural setting and their ritual hunting of the great Midwestern snipe! You’ll be rolling in the aisle as they roll down the final curtain in this delightful romantic comedy. Buy a ticket and hold on for the ride of her life!

When a PTA Library fund raiser goes awry and the dress rehearsal for a literary classic gets put on hold, an intriguing mosaic of murder and mayhem begins. While waiting for the rest of the delayed cast, the three children waiting on them decide to entertain themselves with a quick round of the famous Parker Brother’s board game, called CLUE. Unfortunately for them, it becomes a reality when the youngest member of the cast rolls Lucky Sevens…that sends them into the game board itself!

The Library Fund, becomes the favorite charity of the infamous, “Mr. Body”; who owns the mansion where both Clue characters and literary characters are now not only trapped; but in danger of becoming one of the many, hilariously original and zany fairytale murders to take place within the traditional board game scenarios. Was it Mrs. Peacock in the dining room at the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party? Or was it Mrs. White in the Ballroom who killed Bo Peep’s sheep, as Snow White and she traded insults?

Follow the Butler as he retraces every guest’s moves and motives, in this rousting comedy! The Flying Monkey’s from The Wizard of Oz fall prey in the Conservatory…but was it, the Big Bad Wolf, Colonel Mustard, or Mr. Green that does them in? It’s a wild ride for all, when 18^th century lore gets twisted with 20^th century humor! Find out why the Queen of Hearts and the Big Bad Wolf are in Therapy…who Yvette and the Butler try to revive in the Study …and why Scrooge is annoyed with them all!

The story begins with a 18^th century Celtic tale, told by King Samhain that brings you from forever ago, to the edge of WW11 and the lives of two families who share not only each other’s history, the roots of a Mulberry tree, but a linen napkin that alters the very future they are both trying desperately to save.

When the young Ginny McPherson hears the first”…telling of the tale” from her Grandmother …she discovers that the little people of Ireland she believes in so dearly, have followed her to the quiet town of Moon stone Glen and have set up housekeeping in the roots of the Mulberry tree that now separates the McPherson’s and the Small’s properties.

While her childhood friend Hudson, now wealthy developer tries to bury a hatchet in the roots of an enchanted Mulberry tree; Ginny tries to bury the hatchet between the two families with her belief in her Grandmother’s Irish fairytales. The McPherson’s rambling thicket of moon flowers and blackberry vines threaten to choke not only the grape vines of the neighboring property, but the future of the vineyard as well… setting up a tug of war between the two families, that carry’s through three generations of humans and the little people that have sworn to protect the land that both binds and separates them all.

All under the watchful eyes of the “sidhe”, comic relief enters when they take over the situation and try to teach the humans how to handle their own affairs! A warmhearted fairytale where the fairies are sometimes more believable than their human counterparts!

Sift together in one large New York Brownstone and turn the oven temperature…OFF!

You get a hilarious half- baked comedy that takes a comical look at two of the worlds greatest religions and the customs we attach to their significance!

This humorous and tender story of two girls takes you from diapers to Depends, leaving you with a side-splitting belly ache that will send you to the nearest hospital…where they will surely diagnose this as the best belly laugh you’ll ever have!

Molly Maloney is too busy being perfect to notice that, the only Church Dogma Winny Goldman understands about her Catholic neighbor and her family is that…And I quote:

“They were the best really! Always happy. Always smiling. Everyone always drooling all over one another. Like a bunch of Golden Retrievers!

..And the there was us! The Goldman’s. We were the neurotic Schnauzers of the neighborhood who barked at everyone and everything and then submissively peed all over ourselves whenever any one ever barked back!”

Cookie Dough’s Not Fattening… is one tenderhearted comedy that will bring tears to your eyes, laughter to your heart and the entire audience back to the table for second helpings…again and again! Gobble it up and enjoy!

Letters to South Apple Valley is a poignant story about, coming of age in the Northeast Georgia Piedmont region of the state in the years engulfed by the Second World War, for a young writer.

The engaging story told in letter form, shows the twisted tale of three families and their unorthodox links to one another through the 5 x 8 walls of a country Post Office, in the moonshine hey-days of the rural south and the real underbelly business of one of the south’s most prominent Peach Orchards during the 1940’s.

The inspiration for this story begins in the floor boards of the real general store of the unincorporated town of Apple Valley, Georgia and the people whose lives intersected one another there. Part of the story is true…parts are fiction and the telling of it sincere to its southern traditions.

Follow these three families through the social graces of Atlanta’s high society, the backroad blackmail of bootlegging and the indefensible violation of each other’s mail. Fly high with the Flying Tigers and cry with the true confessions of our southern heroine and her wounded heart. Blister at the calculated coldness of the local king pin and the inebriated antics of the loveable Lij and the naïve infatuations of a teenage debutante as they learn to survive not only the war; but each other.

You’ll laugh and you’ll cry when you discover the truth…that you only send your heart and postcards to the place they are most welcomed…HOME.

A Tale of the Watermelon Seeds

By TA Powell

TAP Household Collaborations

750 Cleveland Road

Bogart, Georgia 30622

706.714.6516

Where were you January 13, 1942 when the Martin Institute burned down?

This was the first question on the survey they had sent to my childhood home at 97 Sycamore Street some 53 years after the Institutes’ timbers had been reduced to ash… the bricks had blackened to blend in with the night and the embers had glared back at me; like the end of Emory’s cigarette that morning, from under the watchful stained glass eyes of the martyrs in the church windows across the way.

There were other questions on the page as well. All properly spaced and numerically sequenced… unlike the events of my life. I would get to them in due time. After all; this wasn’t meant to be a test… just a testimonial of sorts.

The location of my whereabouts that day has affected my life far more intimately than any loss of pencil or paper…note book or chalk board ever could.

I meant to record my answers; so as not to loose what few details I could successfully recall… But arthritis had crippled my fingers and then the thought occurred to me… What would I write down anyway? Or more to the point…what would I confess to, if indeed I could bear to write it all? I picked up the small mason jar of watermelon seeds from the mantle and phoned the paper and requested a private recording of my oral history.

Breaking a fifty three year silence, proved to be harder than I thought. For me it meant closing up just one of many holes in my life… and a chance to let go of a knot, I tied 53 years ago. It wouldn’t be easy; but for the first time I was about to find out what was at the end of my rope. I only hoped that when Ryan got to the end of his twelve years later… he might find the same thing… Somebody else to share the tale of the watermelon seeds with.

		Synopsis' of Plays

07/28/08