Holi-Daze

Mission Summary

It's Christmas In July... In October! Pastry Queen has been in a whirlwind daze lately, so this week it was catch-up time for all the missed holidays of the year. Happy Arbor Day! Merry Armistice! Joyous Evacuation Day! This evening we were joined by stellar babymaggot Hyde, who gracefully piloted a H.A.R.V. for her very first mission.

On the launchpad, Pastry Queen begged the assembled pilots for help trying to find alllllllll the holidays, as the calendar appeared to have been scrambled. For once, they were at low altitude, astride Hurtin fer Certain, a chopper built long ago but which never entered the friendly Somerville skies. (The ship was built for and ridden by Pastry Dad, who is now among the stars).
Lordmctaco navigated us along a deserted memorial drive, leading the gang in Christmas Tree formation to unlock the secrets of scrambled holidays. The treetop pointed the way deep into the Somerville System, towards SNAXXX. These were mission critical. No holiday is survivable without appropriate sustenance. Here, Moose demonstrated Shark Week festivities with anatomically correct gummies, and Tango offered up further decorations for celebrants not deemed festive enough.

The fleet's next stop was SCUL Day, celebrated at the top of Powderhouse hill with candles and cake! Pastry Queen attempted to share a delicious chocolate glutard-friendly cupcake, but promptly dropped its floofy icing in a pile of dirt and leaves. It was dusted off and bruleed it anyway, to the tune of happy birthday to SCUL. Happy SCUL Day! Pilots took turns each having a bite. As pilots shared stories of holiday rituals, it arose that there was a celebratory alter in the park that needed proper honoring. Happenstance was dubious of the existence of this monument to the ancient Pickle Godz, but an appropriate sacrifice was made after witnessing its splendor in commemoration of International Pickle Day.

Onwards again, to find Black Friday, Boxing day, Shrove Tuesday! A pit stop was requested, Moose's nearby domicile providing excellent fuel dump capabilites before squiggling and wiggling towards Talk like a Pirate Day. At the perfect park, Tango and Snow shared festive libations with all and sundry, homemade Manisnowitz, which no holiday is complete without, and tea, to aid in digestion. Said Treebags were then used to accentuate local foliage, in addition to Biebs festive illumination. Our Thanksgiving hunter, Hyde, picked up the Scul March from Tango in one try, allowing Tango the opportunity to take a celebratory lap with Biebs.

Local food delighted in the joyous undertaking and responded to our raucous calls, responding in kind or with a "happy..... wait a second..." Eventually, the days and dates began to organize themselves, rewound by National Adminstrator's day, discovered among the verdant labyrinth of the Harvard Business Elite. Ya yas well and truly spent, the new year drew nigh, and pilots alighted on the launch pad, to a mission success.

* Medal of Builder to Pastry Queen for Hurtin' Fer Certain's mechanical-free maiden voyage
* Medal of Chic to Tango for the festive costumes and Hyde for clever Thanksgiving-appropriate outfit

Holidays
*Taco Tuesday
*Allston Christmas
*Easter
*Thanksgiving
*Day of the Dead
*Seuss day
*Shark Week
*National Pickle Day