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Got little kids? Or think like one? This Saturday morning, a new animated series is debuting on NBC — Shelldon, produced by Shellhut Enterprises of Thailand, designed to promote themes of friendship, teamwork and respect for the land. It's all part of the network's educational/information block, which is called QUBO.

Why am I mentioning this? Because one of the main writers of the show (and its story editor and theme song author) is our friend, the outrageously talented Shelly Goldstein. I haven't seen the show yet but I've seen lotsa other things Shelly's done and they've been terrific. I've set my TiVo for it. Maybe you should do likewise.

Earlier this year, I attended a performance of a now-legendary (in some circles) production of A Christmas Carol at the Kodak Theater in Hollywood. My friends Paul Dini and Misty Lee had an extra ticket and they invited me, little realizing they were inviting me to experience a theatrical disaster. Many of the advertised stars were not present and the ones who were didn't know their lines and had to cope with sets that didn't work or weren't in the right place at the right time. It was screw-up after screw-up after screw-up and that wasn't where the troubles ended. The Los Angeles Times reported on much audience anger and on a stage crew that was claiming to not have been paid…or at least, not paid when they were supposed to be paid.

Pretty much everything that could have gone wrong went wrong…and you'd think that the producer-director behind it all would never again try anything of the sort. Wrong. He's selling tickets now for an all-star production of A Christmas Carol that is scheduled to play Chicago, Minneapolis, Philadelphia, Boston and Baltimore.

The original announcements (and some still online) say that F. Murray Abraham will portray Ebenezer Scrooge with Timothy Hutton as Bob Cratchit, Stockard Channing as the Ghost of Christmas Past and Mrs. Cratchit, Wayne Knight as the Ghost of Christmas Present and George Wendt as various characters. James Garner is to play Charles Dickens, narrating the story from a writer's desk at one side of the stage. At least, that's how it was two weeks ago. The other day, it was announced that despite the ads, Hutton and Channing will not be part of the show.

I actually hope the folks behind this production get their act together. A lot of folks were disappointed at what played the Kodak last Christmas and it would be nice to think that won't happen again. They seem to be off to a good start, losing two of their stars this far ahead. When Paul, Misty and I went to see the show, we didn't find out Gene Wilder and Jane Seymour weren't in it until we were in our seats.

Keith Olbermann tonight: John Cleese, Terry Jones and Terry Gilliam.

I know what you've been asking. When is someone going to show some Wheeler and Woolsey movies, for God's sake? Well, your prayers have been answered. This evening, Turner Classic Movies is airing a batch of films starring the movie comedy team that darn near no one remembers, Bert Wheeler and Robert Woolsey. The two men were, like the Marx Brothers, big Broadway stars who segued to the silver screen once talking pictures were invented…and they were pretty popular until 1938 when Mr. Woolsey passed away.

If you watch any of the films airing tonight — and if you have to pick one, I'd suggest Caught Plastered, which was directed by William Seiter, who directed Laurel and Hardy in Sons of the Desert — you might wonder why Wheeler and Woolsey have been so totally forgotten. Their films move quickly and are just as full of gags as anything with Stan, Ollie, Groucho, Harpo, Chico or even Zeppo. True, they lack the wonderful characterizations and personalities of those men but they still delivered a lot more entertainment than most other early funny boys of the talkies. They aren't in the same league as Laurel and Hardy or the Brothers Marx but they also don't deserve total obscurity.

So about fifteen minutes ago, I receive this e-mail from a merchant with whom I have a credit card. It says URGENT in the subject line and it tells me that IMMEDIATE ACTION is necessary to prevent me from missing a payment on my card and being charged an interest payment. You may have heard me blink. "I haven't used that card in more than a month," I think to myself. "And I thought I always paid it off in full when I did use it." Quickly, I mouse my way over to their site, log in and this is what I see…

First point: The payment in question is due October 20. This is October 14. What they're panicked about is that their "Recommended mail-in date" has passed. Even though I don't mail-in payments (I always pay them online, for which there is still plenty of time) and even though I made my previous payment well before it was due, they're fretting that this time I (a) decided to make my payment via U.S. mail instead and (b) have not yet done so. A fat lot of confidence they have in me.

Second point: This payment they are worried I haven't made yet is zero. I owe them no money. They're concerned that maybe I haven't yet gotten around to sending them nothing. They're warning me that I am about to be charged interest on nothing.

There are some indicators out there that our economy is starting to crawl out of the hole it's in. This is not one of them.

My spies at NBC tell me that four Pythons (no Michael Palin) are appearing throughout most of the Jimmy Fallon show tonight, with an interview that spans Act Three and Act Four. As of about a half hour ago, Eric Idle was rehearsing "Always Look on the Bright Side…"

Believe it or not, I worked with this guy, too. Years ago, I wrote and co-produced a prime-time special for CBS with a bunch of wrestlers from what was then called the World Wrestling Federation. I argued script notes with Vince McMahon, rehearsed "Rowdy" Roddy Piper (a great guy, despite his ring image) and at one point we suddenly needed a stand-in for Hulk Hogan so the director stood me on a box and had me take his place. I'm 6'3" and I was the third-tallest person on the set. (Hulk was second. We also had Kareem Abdul-Jabbar on the show.)

I got along great with McMahon and all the wrestlers. The only person on the show I didn't get along with was Cyndi Lauper, who was one of the executive producers…which was disturbing because I always loved her as a performer and still do. Anyway, our cast also included the legendary Captain Lou Albano, wrestler-turned-manager. I was never a huge fan of wrestling but I came to admire the showmanship of guys like Roddy Piper and Cap'n Lou, especially their instincts for exciting a crowd in just the way that it pays to be excited. When I mentioned to McMahon that I was impressed with the performance skills of some of his rasslers, he pointed across the stage to Captain Lou and said, "Most of them learned it from him."

Lou was a pussycat, at least during the two days we worked together. He was charming. He was funny. He was always ready to go into character (so as not to disappoint) when a fan asked for an autograph. At one point, since this show was slanted for a kids' audience, the Standards and Practices folks asked timidly if Mr. Albano could not be shot in close-up because of his facial piercings. When he heard that, the Good Captain scurried over to the make-up department and when he returned, the objects were all removed and the holes were covered with Max Factor. He couldn't have been easier to work with…and he was very good on the show.

That's about all I have to say about him. He was 76 years old and he sure had a lot of fans.

Geoff Boucher writes about the friendship between Jack Kirby and musician Frank Zappa. Kirby knew the darnedest people.

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Stu Shostak's got himself a great guest tomorrow on his web-radio program, Stu's Show. It's Monte Schulz, who in addition to being the son of Charles M. Schulz, has established himself as a widely-read novelist. His new book, This Side of Jordan, has been hailed as a stirring portrait of the jazz age and of the American migration from rural to urban life.

He'll be talking about that book and also about growing up in the house of Charlie Brown and Snoopy tomorrow (Wednesday) on Stu's Show from 4 PM to 6 PM Pacific, which is 7 PM to 9 PM Eastern…and if you're not in either of those time zones, you can probably figure out when to listen. The show is heard on Shokus Internet Radio and remember that this is not a podcast that you can download whenever you like. It's a radio show. You have to log in when it's on and listen then. But if you do, you'll have a very good time.