Golden Throat, this is Jazz Square: We May Have a Problem

Well, obsessions come and obsessions go, but I think this one may be here to stay for quite some time. A few weeks ago, we started hearing rumblings about something on the Disney channel called High School Musical. Apparently, the made for tv movie came out some time ago, and a sequel was debuting. One member of our bishopric had to miss a major sporting event, because the TV in his house was surrounded by high school girls having a High School Musical 2 debut party. So he shrugged his shoulders, sat down by his five daughters, and watched it with them. Another friend happened to call a home full of teenage daughters on the Friday of the debut. Before she could explain why she was calling, the mother said, "I hope you're not looking for a baby-sitter, because High School Musical 2 debuts tonight, and you won't be able to find anyone in the stake willing to babysit for you." Ada told me that she was planning a HSM2 party with Erin and Alex, and that the movies were filmed at East High (Go Leps - wait - Wildcats!) and in St. George. What is this phenom? We pulled out our trusty DVR and set it to record #2, as well as the rerun of #1. Several days later, we sat down after putting Ellie to bed to see what all the fuss was about.

The rest, as they say, is history. We haven't been able to watch anything else for days and days and days. Even now, we're watching highlights from HSM2. For those of you who know the shows backwards and forwards, we watched all the big songs: You are the Music in Me, Gotta Go My Own Way, whatever it is that Troy laments on the golf course, and Everyday. Well, it ended all too soon, so now we're recaping the first one. It started because I just wanted to see the opening Start of Something New, but then Rob wanted to see the winking girl in the musicale tryouts, and then we couldn't miss Gabriella's soliloquy, with that light in her hair and her cool dance moves on the East High stairs. So here we are, singing along. Yes, iTunes has been most obliging in providing us with our favorite songs, so we can memorize the words while we're driving.

So that's all I really wanted to say. For those of you who are yet unschooled in the stories, put some fresh batteries in your Tiki Warrior costume and get going...Wildcats are in the House!