This is the last time

So much to say, and so little brain power to say it. I really feel like someone took a piece of super coarse sandpaper to my brain. I want to share, I want to tell you all about today, but my eyeballs feel like they are collapsing on themselves. It could be because I made the mistake of seeing High School Musical 3. I mean, I can tell that my body is pretty pissed about being forced to sit through the 112 minutes of Zac Efron's well oiled biceps. That poor decision coupled with the two grumpiest children ever sired, have made it difficult for me to write.


While I am on the subject though, what is with that High School Musical? This is the first one I have seen, and while it was just generally painful to watch because they filmed it at the actual high school I attended, it was also SO interesting. I have a three year old and a six month old, so I am not really enmeshed in the world of the teenager quite yet. Is the archetypal masculine hero of the next generation really that effeminate? Was that just for young girls, or are dudes into this show too? I couldn't believe the scene where the two guys were singing about the boys being "back," because when they vocalized their macho yells, they made Michael Jackson's screams seem hyper masculine.


I have a lot to think about, so thanks High School Musical 3, for really making me think. Something about your story line and lyrics make me think that was the furthest thing from your intention, but it happened all the same.