Fixth it up, Thcindy.


The Brady Bunch is back. I saw them the other night on some Entertainment News Show. Apparently, they are getting together for a wonderful — or weird — show of their own.

It is not really a Reboot. It is more like a…

Hang on just a minute. Let’s talk about “Reboot” before we go any further. Maybe it is because I am getting older and the upsurge of curmudgeon is rising in me. But. Sometimes, I can’t stand how terminology has shifted. Years ago, if you made a sequel, or redid a movie, it was called a “Remake.” If you replayed a show over again, it became a “Rerun.”

The Reboot thing irks me. Not like some of our current political figures irk me. But more like a dull and passionless annoyance. Dripping-faucet irky-ness.

Remake, rerun, reboot. Redo. Replay. Reeeediculous. (I may be over reeeeacting. I need to reeeeeeevaluate my caffeine intake levels, is what I reeeeeally need to think about.)

Anyway, the Brady’s are doing none of those. Someone bought the house that “LOOKED” like their Brady house, but just on the outside. It was supposedly the house they shot for the front exterior. They probably took one photo and panned it in, all those years. Yes. Someone bought it at auction.

As it turns out, it was HGTV. (Which stands for Home & Garden TV, I think.) Those folks over there shelled out $3.5 MILLION for this place. I’m not jerking you around. Now to my eyes, it looks like it might pull $200,000 depending on the location. But in this case, location had very little to do with anything. It turns out, “it’s WHO you know,” that counts.

From what I can gather, the premise of this NEW show with The Brady Bunch is to “transform” the shell of the house, so that “insides” look just like the Brady House on TV. Full 1970s style.

Captivating. Riveting. Beguiling.

It will overcome me with a seizure of fascination.
I will be drawn in, like the sunflowers gulp down the sun.
Most likely, rendered useless, like a snake gazing into the spell of the snake charmer.


Double Not. I’ll even go as far as to say Triple NOT.

As a kid, I loved the Brady’s. I enjoyed seeing Marcia get stung in the face with the football. I loved the time they settled the big family quarrel with building a house of cards. Every time Alice punched Sam in the arm when they went bowling, I thought, “That a girl.” It was 70s Formica and Polyester Heaven.

But the premise of the new show sounds grueling to me. Clearly, I am not the “Target Audience.” I don’t watch any of those make-over shows. Unless they are on in some doctor’s office waiting room. And, it seems like the older I get, the more time I spend in those waiting rooms. Maybe that’s why I am getting prickly these days.

Regardless, the Brady’s are all snazzed-up about this one. It all seems Groovy to them. Far out. Cool. They are instructing people to “Be there, or be square.”

The six Brady Kids will all be there, like one big happy family, spending exorbitant amounts of money on this already overpriced home, to bring it back, 70s Style.

And to add to the mix? Rumor has it, there is already trouble on the set. While shooting the opening scenes, Jan was overheard saying “ Well, all day long around this place, I hear how great Marcia is at this or how wonderful Marcia did that! It’s always Marcia, Marcia, Marcia! “

As they say. On with the show.


“The only real battle in life is between hanging on and letting go.”
― Shannon L. Alder


“It’s never too late to start over!”
― Lynne Gentry, Reinventing Leona


“You’ll never get a new ending if you keep starting with the same tired beginning.”
― Lisa Daily, Single-Minded