It’s The Super Pack!!

Some folks tend to make a lot out of dreams and what they mean and all that. I’ve never been much for that, but I did wake up this morning with a particularly memorable one. Although please keep in mind that I also dreamt last night that I had tea and spaghetti on a yacht with Burt Reynolds and the mid-1960s Mary Tyler Moore, if that helps you put things in perspective.

The dream that brought me to the blogging table this morning had to do with something my best friend and I saw while at Target. It was a large box in the toy section (come on, we all know that most grown men still like hanging out in the toy section) and inside of it were action figures. But these weren’t just your run of the mill figures, it was the key members of the Rat Pack: Sinatra, Deano and Sammy and a bunch on non-descript ‘bad guys’ packaged together. We were both supremely impressed with how cool it was that the Rat Pack had finally been immortalized in little plastic figure form. In fact, in my dream I purchased the set and promptly placed the 3 heroes on my desk and paraded everyone in my building into my cubicle to marvel at my new awesome desk figurines (which no one marveled at, by the way. Apparently, even in my dreams I still maintain my loser-istic qualities). The dream was so vivid (and by vivid I mean cool) that I was completely depressed upon waking up and realizing that the Rat Pack would not be greeting me when I got to work alongside my Dwight Schrute Stress Ball Head, Charlie Brown figure, and Mater tow truck.

I spent all morning pondering the Rat Pack action figures and what I could do with them (aside from the obvious, which of course would be crawling under my desk and putting the Rat Pack figures on my desk to act out one of the Vegas shows for all my coworkers). I thought about whether or not the Rat Pack figures would possess powers which would allow them to beat the bad guys that were packaged with them. Would their powers be the obvious traits that they were blessed with? Would Sammy dance all over the enemy (and throw his glass eye at him as if it were a great weapon), would Dean Martin be able to drink them under the table into a state of unconsciousness, thereby allowing him to handcuff them and deliver the evil-doer’s to the authorities? Would Sinatra beat the crap out of them, sic the mob on them or use his special ‘Ring-a-ding-ding power’ that would make it sound as if a bell was going off right next to the enemy’s ear? Or perhaps like Odd Job in the James Bond flick ‘Goldfinger,’ he could whip is fedora towards the enemy thus slicing the bad guy’s head off.

I’m thinking this would make a great animated series. They could be called The Super Pack or maybe The Summit, which is what the Rat Pack always preferred to be called anyway. Their super lair would be a penthouse at the rebuilt Sands Hotel and Casino. The Super Pack would use their entertaining super powers to defeat evil, right society’s wrongs and make the world a better place. Of course this would all need to be achieved during the day because they (in the guise of their alter-egos) would be busy swingin’ and telling stories using salty language with the dames, dolls and chicks all night.

It’s exciting to envision the Rat Pack being introduced to the next generation via an action packed animated series. Though I gotta confess that I am still pretty bummed knowing that a set of Rat Pack action figures won’t be waiting on my desk for me when I get to work later today. Perhaps I should call in sick. If ya need me I’ll be in the toy aisle at Target for the rest of the afternoon…