disneyland!!

For real magical.Hey internet.  You still here?  Cool.  Hope you saw to things while I was away.

Hold tight, this is a seriously unreasonably long entry about our past weekend.

We spent this weekend family-style down at Disneyland.  I borrowed the mobile broadband card from work, juiced up the bluetooth, and worked from the road on Friday’s long-haul drive down south.  Rubber to the asphalt around 9am, we rolled into southern California around 6pm – with a lovely two hours of LA traffic to cap off the drive.  After a nice meal to settle us before bed, we tucked in for the night with designs for an early start to day-one in the park.

Since our time would be limited, and because I’m a huge nerd, I decided to do some online research into good ways to “attack” the park; in hopes that someone, somewhere had done some research into traffic patterns or ride wait-time statistics or something, in an attempt to make an efficient “itinerary” for the day.  Now, I know that previous statement may border on heresy to some – but rest assured I was looking to do this planning as transparently to the “fun” of the day as possible; last thing I wanted was to suck the frivolity and spontaneity from our time there.  Anyway, some quick Googling landed me on the page of some software called RideMax.  Curious, I explored.  I’ll let the product pitch write for me here:

RideMax is a computer software program guaranteed to help you save time waiting in line at Walt Disney World and Disneyland.

RideMax allows you to specify the attractions you wish to ride during your visit, then uses a sophisticated scheduling algorithm to order your attractions so that the amount of time you spend in line is minimized.

Using historical wait time statistics for each attraction as a foundation, RideMax analyzes millions of different ride sequences in order to create a minimum-wait-time itinerary. This schedule is tailored to the expected crowd patterns on the day of your visit, for the attractions you want to ride!

Well what do you know… other nerds like Disneyland too!  After some additional research on some Disney forums, I decided that, for $15, even if the application was a complete bust it would be an OK risk-buy.  So, I sprung.  Sharaun and I sat down and walked through the attractions, picking those we’d like to see in our marathon two-day visit to both Disneyland and California Adventure.  A few clicks and optimizations later, RideMax generated what looked like a plausible set of schedules, one for each of our park days.  In addition to the minute-by-minute walk-through, the software also provided a bunch of tips on things like how to get the best seats for parades, fireworks, shows, etc.  We were both a little skeptical, but figured that, at the least, we had an organized way to hit the park prepared.  So… we went with it.

Now, to our time at the park.  I think it’s best to do this going ride-by-ride, in order of our actual fifteen hour day at the park.  For posterity, I wanted to remark on how Keaton reacted to each attraction.  You, readers, get to share in my OCD-like obsessional with documenting minutiae.  Here we go:

Day One:

Story Book Land Canal Boats: We did this bright and early on day-one, and Keaton mildly enjoyed the quick boat trip around a set of miniatures.  Probably a “skip” for future visits; although she did like going into the whale’s mouth.

Alice in Wonderland: Keaton loved this one.  She’s a big fan of the movie already and so she recognized all the scenery and themes.  Probably one of her favorites.

Buzz Lightyear: Again, Keaton loved driving the little car with the joystick and shooting the targets.  Good stuff.

Peter Pan: Keaton loved flying over London and getting to see Tinkerbell.

Dumbo: Keaton had a blast on this with Dad; making our Dumbo go up and down with the switch and spinning around.  A perennial favorite.

A Small World: I think I enjoyed this more than Keaton, but she did like the song a lot and was singing along by the end.  The way they’ve integrated the characters into the different areas made a fun game for her trying to spot them all.

Teacups: Keaton adored the teacups… and wanted me to spin us faster and faster and faster.

Autopia: Underwhelming for Keaton; might be more exciting once she’s actually able to drive the car herself.  Probably a “skip” until then.

Tiki Room: I always love the Tiki Room show… and Keaton marveled at the 360° animatronics as well.  The fake thunderstorm at the end gave her a start, but she left talking about the cool birds and fountain.

Thunder Mountain: Believe it or not, Keaton did really well on this roller coaster.  She caught onto the fact that you’re supposed to scream when it’s scary and channeled all her nervous energy into making her screams count.  She was a trooper, and we think (based on our later learning) that the outdoor theme of the coaster helped a lot.

Mickey’s House: Photo-op with the Mouse; long wait but worth it for Mom and Dad…

Pixie Hollow: Meet-and-greet photo-op with Tinekrbell and another fairy.  Keaton loved meeting Tinkerbell, and the photos and video Sharaun and I took made the wait more than worthwhile for us as well.

Matterhorn Bobsleds: Keaton was terrified on this ride.  She sat with me, in my lap, and I held her close with my arms around her.  Since a lot of the ride is in darkness, and there are crazy-loud, growling yeti’s with death-red eyes popping out around corners… she really had a bad time with it.  She cried the whole time, and left us feeling like mildly bad parents for giving it a try.

Celebrate! A Street Party Parade:  We staked out some decent seats, bought some frozen lemonades, and watched the show.  Keaton sat on my shoulders and we danced the entire time.  She bopped around up there shouting “Hi!” to all the characters she recognized in the parade.  An awesome show.

Finding Nemo Submarines:  Our longest line of the day, RideMax was only able to get us down to about a forty-five minute wait (a testament to RideMax right there, being that it was our longest line-time of the entire day).  By now I think Keaton’s skittish on any ride that’s 1) dark and/or 2) loud.  She was scared on this ride at the climaxes (it is actually really loud at points), and it didn’t end up being worth the long wait for us because of it.

Winnie the Pooh:  As we walked in, Keaton’s building fear was apparent: “It’s dark!  I don’t want to go in!”  Turns out that the mildness of Pooh was just what she needed though, and it calmed her until we hit the next ride…

Haunted Mansion:  The culmination of Keaton’s fear… dark, loud, and scary to the max.  I don’t think she opened her eyes once the entire time, she was absolutely terrified; wrecked.  Instead, she buried her head in Sharaun’s lap and cried softly, while shivering… actually shivering.  If we felt kinda bad after the Matterhorn, we felt downright negligent after this one!

Pirates of the Caribbean:  A bit leery after the Haunted House, we decided to tackle Pirates anyway – despite the fact that it’s 1) dark, 2) somewhat scary.  Surprisingly, she ate this one up, and actually reveled in the little stomach-dropping flumes (she liked getting splashed a bit).  A good last ride of the day.

Fantasmic:  On the night we went, the show broke down about halfway through.  A bummer, since we had good seats after dinner in New Orleans Square.  What she saw, she totally loved.  And man, I wish we could’ve seen the whole show… it looked crazy awesome.

Fireworks: Fireworks happen in the dark.  Fireworks are loud.  Keaton watched, but she plugged her ears and complained that they “hurt” her chest (the shock of the booms, I guess).  Sharaun and I loved watching them though; a perfect cap to a perfect day.

Day Two:

Princess Faire: Meet-and-greet photo-op with three random princess characters.  By the grace of God we got Ariel, and this was probably the highlight of Keaton’s entire weekend in the park.

A Bug’s Life Show: Keaton cringed in fear at this 3D show.  The “interactive” nature of the effects, puffed-air, water spray, etc. coupled with the 3D stuff and dark, loud, theater made it unbearable for her.  We had to leave out the back just minutes after the thing started.

Heimlich’s Chew Chew: Simple and fun, Keaton enjoyed it.

Francis’ Ladybug Boogie: Teacups redux, so she enjoyed it as well.

Monsters Inc.: She really likes these ride-though things when she has the context of the movie from which the scenes are drawn.  This one was no exception, although she was scared of the “bad” monster when she spotted him lurking around one dark corner.

Flik’s Flyers: Another Dumbo-style ride, but not controllable.  Fun and well-themed, so Keaton had a good time.

King Triton’s Carousel: Merry-go-round, Little Mermaid, no-brainer.

Mickey’s Fun Wheel: Keaton and I liked this immensely, Sharaun gets freaked out on ferris wheels, especially high ones, so she clung on for dear life while we rocked the cab a bit to antagonize.

Boy; reading over that, Keaton comes off kinda wimpy…  Owell, she is a three-year-old girl 🙂

Know what I loved about our time there?  The fact that Disney takes advantage of modern technology.  At the beginning of the day, you can pickup a PhotoPass card that you carry with you throughout the day.  Whenever you see a professional photographer roaming around, they’re everywhere, especially tagging along with all the wandering characters and at the popular photo spots, you give them your card and they scan it and take your photos.  Then, instead of the old-school before-you-leave-the-park stop off at the photo place to purchase prints, you can go online up to thirty days and peruse all the professional photos taken of you and your family that day.  From the website, you can order prints, digital copies, etc.  They even do fancy Photoshop stuff for you, like on the example image I jacked from their preview site below.

Wow!

Neato!  In addition, on the Buzz Lightyear ride they snap patrons’ photos as they travel throught the attraction, not unlike most modern roller coasters.  But, at the end, instead of buying an instant print of your photo, you can look up your snapshot, enter an e-mail address on a touchscreen keyboard, and zip the thing right to yourself over the internet.  I had our picture on my iPhone as we before we even exited the ride.  Amazing.  Good lookin’ out, Disney.

Oh and you may be wondering what we thought of RideMax’s plan.  Overall, the software was well worth its $15 pricetag.

We did have a few bones to pick, namely that the software doesn’t account for things like the Disney Princess Faire and Pixie Hollow character meets – two things which are big deals for the kids and also garner big crowds and long lines (we waited about forty-five minutes for each, using the “free time” built into our RideMax schedule).  RideMax also makes educated guesses on the FastPass return times for popular rides, but if the day is just a little slower than the software predicts (as ours was), your actual return time at the point you’re supposed to grab the passes may be much sooner.  This happened to us with Splash Mountain, and we couldn’t grab the FastPass without wrecking the rest of afternoon’s lineup.  Unless you’re willing to take advantage of the “late FastPass” loophole, this could mess up your plan.

But, in the end, the wait times the software predicted were dead-on, and, although I’m not certain if it was the schedule or that we just got lucky – but it really worked for us (we weren’t the only ones either, I saw a couple other folks consulting their RideMax itineraries while standing in line).  The schedule wasn’t so rigid that it detracted from the fun of it all, there was ample time for frequent three-year old potty breaks, sightseeing, and shopping, and it really did prevent us from wandering aimlessly and wasting precious time.  We were even able to fit in three additional attractions in the “between time” that shook out.  For us, we’ll definitely use it again.  Oh, and yes – they are working on an iPhone version… which I can only hope will offer “live” user-reported data like FastPass return times and attraction wait-times, all in real time.  To have an adaptive version based on actual in-park data optimize your route while you’re walking through it would be so cool… sign me up for the beta.

And, overall-overall, the trip was simply amazing.  Watching Keaton look around the park in wonder sparked something ultimately reminiscent in me, and there were literally times where I was enjoying our time so much that my eyes got a bit misty.   No, seriously… there were times where, watching her amazement, I nearly teared up.  Call me a huge sucker or sissy or whatever, but we really did have a fantastic time together at the park.  Kinda magic, in fact.

Goodnight.

when are you coming back?

Because it's all knotty, innit?Thursday.

Music post. If you don’t care you may safely ignore. Although… before you do, note that this one contains both mystery and intrigue and perhaps the makings of some cool “internetty stuff” too. So, maybe you wanna read it after all.

Got online for the first time tonight around 10pm, and was greeted with a pleasant surprise. Let me explain.

See, for Radiohead fans, it’s been a neat couple weeks. Just last week we get the surprise online-only release of their tribute track to Mr. Harry Patch, Great Britain’s last surviving WWI veteran who passed away last month. Then, an online interview with Thom in which he says the band is “done making albums.” No, not breaking up, just presumably eschewing the aging long-player format for a while. In this same interview, Mr. Yorke says the following:

“… we’ve actually got a good plan, but I can’t tell you what it is, because someone will rip it off. But we’ve got this great idea for putting things out. In a physical realm and a digital realm. But, yeah.. no, I can’t tell you what it is. [Laughs] Sorry to be so vague about everything.”

Cryptic… And, finally, tonight. I log on to the internet’s #1 “back alley” for digital music acquisition. No, I won’t mention where. However, upon checking the top ten items for the day, I was surprised to see yet another unrecognized-by-me Radiohead item in the top spot. Sure enough, it’s a new song – and it’s legit; it’s Radiohead. But where did this thing come from? In an odd twist, the uploader hasn’t provided any information about where the track was sourced. Unusual for something as high-profile as a brand new Radiohead track, which is a sure-thing to take the #1 spot. Most uploaders would want to bask in the glory of breaking such a leak.

Anyway, it’s ostensibly a “scene” rip, and it comes complete with an NFO file. (If you don’t know what I’m talking about at this point, check the links on those words.) Opening the NFO, the mystery deepens: The release group is some heretofore unknown called “Wall of Ice,” and although the file appears quite authentic to a scene release, replete with the standard ASCII art and rip/group info, its only other contents are just some rambling (not very much unlike the ramblings of Radiohead’s own Thom Yorke on the band’s official website, hmmm…):

    iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
      iiii         i just wanted to reassure readers          iiii
      iiii          that following representations            iiii
      iiii              seeking confirmation                  iiii            
      iiii           that before your very eyes               iiii                       
      iiii             behind the wall of ice                 iiii
      iiii         that the box is not under threat           iiii
      iiii          however they are set to remove            iiii
      iiii                    other boxes                     iiii
      iiii       in fact i have the list in front of me       iiii
      iiii         i went to a briefing on their plans        iiii
      iiii           and challenged them to tell me           iiii
     iiiii           exactly what the cost would be           iiiiiii
    iiiiii                                                    iiiiiiii
   iiiiiii             they spoke in broad terms              iiiiiiiiii
 iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Furthermore, dear Watson, the uploader of the song and NFO is also a mystery, having been registered for quite a while on this particular site, but without much account activity of note. After uploading the track his or her “paranoia” settings were changed to “level five” (the highest level of usage-statistics obfuscation allowed). Who is this person? How and where did they come by this track? Are they perhaps an agent of the band, or someone actually from the band? Could this be an orchestrated, purposeful “leak?” My cursory research shows that the track likely made its internet debut through that uploader on that site…

Perhaps more telling, the track, entitled “These Are My Twisted Words,” is numbered as “01” and the release date listed in the NFO file is 8/17/2009… or next Monday for Marty McFly. An indication that more are to follow? Could this be the “great idea for putting things out” Thom talked about in the above quoted interview? Are Radiohead going to do a NIN-inspired album release, maybe all ARG style? Drop a new track on the web’s most exclusive underground music sharing site and bury clues to the next track within the self-leaked release? Could the NFO file be hiding breadcrumbs leading to the next track?

Dunno; but I’m willing to follow everyone else (well, those fanatic enough like me) down the rabbit hole on this one just in case.

There. Wasn’t going to write tonight. Pulled this together while listening to the new track and F5ing the sluething threads on the forums. I get totally engrossed in this stuff.

Goodnight.

brain-rotting backseat entertainment

Remorse... it's like nothing else.Happy Tuesday internet.

Sharaun’s subbing on someone’s soccer team and I’m, again, listening to the iPod.  The Allman Brothers are on, a seemingly neverending live track (sounds so good right now I kind of hope it doesn’t end).  Got a lot done at work today… was a productive one.  Let’s blog about something unusual.

For the upcoming roadtrip to Disneyland, I had been thinking about getting one of those portable DVD player things to help keep Keaton entertained on the drive.  The only problem with those, however, is that they’re just not flexible enough.

I mean, we never watch actual DVDs… we watch DivX-encoded AVIs or H.264-encoded M4Vs… and you can’t play those on a DVD player.  So, to get the universalism I was looking for, I began pricing those little “personal video players,” only to find that they’re way more than I want to spend and don’t support nearly enough codecs.

That’s when I got the idea.

We recently upgraded our home computer’s flatscreen, since the DVI port went bad and it could only do analog video.  Rather than throw the 19″ widescreen LCD away, I shoved it in the garage in case I could use it one day.  And, today was the day.  By taking off the stand at the bottom, I had a perfectly flat little (big, actually) monitor.  With some help from the Dremel I fashioned an adjustable hanging strap that threads through the back of the housing, and tightened it perfectly to hang from the passenger seat headrest (it can also be adjusted to hang one side from each the driver and passenger headrests, positioning it center view for all rear passengers).

Add one $25 400W two-outlet DC-AC inverter, plug in the laptop and headphones, and you’ve got unlimited video for roadtrips.  Heck, with the wireless broadband card you could even stream movies or TV to the thing if you wanted to… or purchase content on the fly.  The only drawback is that the thing is too big for the job… leaving Keaton strapped just a couple feet from the screen.  Pure brain-rotting backseat entertainment; you have to give it to technology, don’t you?

Now it’s close to 10pm.  An epic track from Wishbone Ash’s live record is tearing up the speakers, and I just opened a cold beer.  It’s dark outside, but it’s still warm enough (and I’m lazy enough) that the air conditioning is still on.  So it’s nice and cool in here, the fan is running above me.

It’s precious territory.  Goodnight.

a burp about my hot dog

'bout it 'bout itSunday night and I have a headache.

Some old blues tune is on the iPod and the tinny harmonica sounds harsh; not good for the aforementioned headache.  A skip brings up some Burrito Brothers tune with a lot more bottom and rounded sound, better for the now twice aforementioned headache.  No music would be best, but I feel like music.

Sharaun’s birthday is soon, and we wanted to do something fun as a family to celebrate.  For a while, I’ve been kicking around the idea of a guerrilla trip down to Disneyland.  By “guerrilla” I mean that it wouldn’t have to be some grand elaborate planned thing, but instead just a spontaneous weekend getaway.  Ever since we got the new car, I’ve been thinking about the viability of such a trip even more.  And, early Saturday morning, while Sharaun was off at the gym, I went ahead and booked one.  Drive down, get a hotel, spend two days in the park, and drive back; all done in a weekend.

And while it’s by no means “cheap,” it’s not all that bad for a weekend spent away at Disneyland.  In fact, it’s reasonably-enough priced that I could see us maybe doing it again sometime should this trip go off as a wild success.  Sharaun and I are really excited to take Keaton.  She did Disney World while we were in Florida a ways back, but we knew at the time she was a little young to really appreciate it.  Even at three it’ll be a stretch, but at least she recognizes the characters now and gets excited at the prospect.

Just a funny Keatonism to close up the entry: This particular one happened on the drive home after a dinner with friends the other evening.  That night, the kids got a special dinner of their own by way of hot dogs and macaroni & cheese (lucky kids).  Somewhere about halfway home, she piped up from the backseat and said, “Hey, I just had a burp about my hot dog.”

Man, once we realized what she was trying to say, we had a good laugh.  “About my hot dog…”  hilarious.

Goodnight.

familial familiarity

Not A Step.Happy Tuesday folks.  Another lovingly crafted entry from the sounds familiar collective, which, actually, is just me.  What are we gonna do today here on the blog?  Let’s see.

Lately I’ve been going through something of a “family unit” renaissance.

I’ve written about the concept before, but I’ll briefly re-hash it here because maybe, taken together, it’ll help explain where I’m coming from. Every once in a while, I “wake up” and start thinking about how the majority of my interaction with my family (Sharaun and Keaton) is done in a group setting. Meaning, even though we spend most of our time with each other – I feel like we sometimes rob ourselves of family-only one-on-one time with our penchant for hanging with the clique. Nothing against hanging with the clique, but I think it’s supremely healthy for the three of us to have some dedicated “get away” time on a regular basis. And, recently, the notion has gained steam in my brain.

So much so, in fact, that the other week I threw out a last-minute suggestion that we pack a cooler and a suitcase and just take a roadtrip down to Disneyland for a weekend. Why not? It’s viable from a location and cost standpoint, albeit admittedly a bit on the expensive side for a guerilla family vacation. Keaton would love it; and it would give us some time together just the three of us. For me, it was that last bit that seemed to scratch an itch I’ve been having lately… the yen to run away and hide out with only those you love the most.

I know that “family time” is good for our family. It brings us closer and helps re-focus us on what matters. No, we don’t need Disneyland to accomplish that… and I think we do a fair job of it just playing a game at home in the evening instead of flipping on the television or sitting around on our respective internets while Keaton busies herself with her dollhouse. But, home is home; and “getting away” is something else all together.  So, yeah… I’m thinking more and more about a family escape.  Wish us luck.

And, whilst I’m on the subject of family, I thought it’d be a good time to post another round of vintage scanned-in photos from our now massive collection.  Check them out below, there are some good ones here…

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And with that, folks, I’m outta here.  Sharaun’s busy working on something at the kitchen table and I’ve got the run of the iPod in the living room.  So I’m gonna read a little and listen to some tunes.

Goodnight.

a five-by-five weekend

It's gonna be fine right?Sunday afternoon and I just put Keaton down for her nap.

Sharaun’s also asleep and so I’ve got the place to myself. I put George Harrison’s All Things Must Pass on the iPod and am currently enjoying the sound of the massive triple-album opus. If you know nothing about this album, I implore you to seek it out. Put simply: It may be the best solo album any ex-Beatle has ever made.

It was a good weekend; the kind I’ll find myself replaying in the highlight-reel in my head to break the monotony of the work week. Come Wednesday, our Saturday morning family bike ride to the park for a picnic lunch will have passed into legend. By Thursday, the beautiful weather we had for church on Sunday morning will have joined it. By 2019, provided I make it, they’ll both have joined the blurred apocrypha that will be these years. Yeah, a family-tight weekend; makes me appreciate what I have; and that’s good because, on occasion, I’ve been known to forget…

Saturday my brother called me from his home in southern Washington. “Hey lil’ bro,” I answered, “Whatca doin’?” “Not much,” came the reply, “I just went over to REI and went a little crazy; bought myself a backpack.” “Yeah?,” I asked, curious. “Yup. I think I want to try and take up hiking.” “Wow,” I said, “That sounds awesome. One of the better passtimes I ever got into myself.” He then mentioned that he was planning on taking a week off work in September, around the time of his birthday, and was considering a multi-day outing in the Columbia River Gorge. “What are you doing in late September,” he asked. “I’m flying to Oregon to go backpacking in the Columbia River Gorge,” I answered, “How about you?”

And so was planted the seed of the three-day, thirty mile loop that we’ve pretty much settled on. With about half of the miles on the locally famous Eagle Creek Trail and half on the globally famous Pacific Crest Trail, the loop goes through some of the most gorgeous waterfall country Northern Oregon has to offer. I’m excited; my bro is excited; we’re both looking forward to it. So that helped make Saturday enjoyable. A dinner with friends where the kids were allowed to run free-range wild worked to further the goodness.

And Sunday evening tied a bow on the whole weekend. After a nice meal up at the church building, Keaton and I had to drive home separate from Sharaun (who had to be there early for a meeting). On the ride home, the free limited-time XM that came with the new car was really on a roll and the weather was perfect. In a fit of spontaneaity, I turned the car up into the foothills close to where we live. Up to the crest of one of the more prominent ones we went. Once we reached a good vantage point, I pulled the car into the shoulder, flicked on the emergency flashers, and popped the tailgate so we could climb into the back and watch the sun set.

Fantastic. Goodnight internet.

my applesauce

Who got da Motts?Hey there internet, what’s brewin’ with you?  Me, who knows? … who could ever know…

If you guys picked up page A1 of a newspaper this morning… you’re probably over fifty.  If you instead read an aggregate of socially-upvoted AP headlines via an RSS reader on your iPhone, you likely came across a story that broke last yesterday: the Cash for Clunkers program might be busted; flat broke.  That’s right… a week into the program and the rumor is that the Fed is going to pull the plug because they’re afraid the backlog of already-done deals might burn through the remaining funds and then some.

Personally, I agree with some of the bloggers (and others who are in the know) who think this may just be a tactic to secure continued funding for the program.  Perhaps a legitimate tactic, in that the program may really be going like gangbusters, but a well-placed PR type of tactic to show 1) how well the program is actually stimulating the industry and 2) make a plea for additional money and facilitate additional stimulus – hey, who doesn’t like more stimulus?

Seems we did our part; thanks for the stimulus, Americans.

Hey let’s switch gears…

Remember a while back when Michael Jackson died?  Oh, what’s that?  You can’t not remember because the story still dominates the news, even though there are tons of other real newsworthy stories we could be discussing?  Well, either way…. Michael Jackson did die a while back now.  And, when that happened, the radio stations went MJ crazy.  Remember now?  Yup, they played Jackson’s stuff (which, by the way, was pretty dang brilliant pre-’87) wall-to-wall.  Michael was on every station, filling every minute of every hour.  No, I’m not writing to bag on this adoration – I think it was fairly appropriate given the man’s status.  I’m writing to tell a story that all the MJ hooplah made possible.

See, during the MJ marathon, Keaton became quite familiarized with the King of Pop’s better numbers.  I mean, who wasn’t struck by a bit of nostalgia and didn’t play some of their own favorites in memorial?  Me, I rocked some of the better numbers that I think he ever did for a day or so, just to kinda fit in with the nation or something.  Sharaun, too, got her dosage via her radio habit.  So, through our couple Jackson-drenched days, Keaton learned his stuff fast.  In fact, during those days it was not uncommon to hear her singing snatches like, “… ♫ the pain is thunder! ♫ …” or “♫ pretty young thing ♫ …”  It’s amazing how fast kids can pick up on things when they’re indoctrinated for hours a day, y’know?

Anyway, Keaton’s quickly established her favorite song as Jackson’s “Wanna Be Startin’ Something,” a track written in 1978 and intended for inclusion on 1979’s Off the Wall album but instead released on 1982’s seminal Thriller.  She was drawn to the gibberish style ending, where Jackson repeats a nonsense phrase that I’ve always sung as something close to “Mama-say, mama-saw, m-ma-coo-saw.”  (Wikipedia says I’m not far off from what he’s actually saying, either.)  Anyway, what Keaton hears and sings is different in one key way.

In what I deem one of the cutest three-year-old misheard lyrics ever, she sings “Mama-say, mama-saw, my applesauce.”  I absolutely love this; what a brilliant interpretation from within the context of a three-year old mind.  I mean, surely he’s saying “applesauce” right, no other word in the three-year-old vocabulary sounds anything like that…

Well, not only did Keaton have her own interpretation, she apparently tied that interpreted phrase to the artist singing the song.  In other words, she thinks Michael Jackson’s name is Mamasaymamasawmyapplesauce.  Yup, all one word like that… that’s his name.  To the point where when she hears any track that’s a Jackson track, she says, “Hey Mom!  It’s Mamasaymamasawmyapplesauce!”

At some point, Sharaun must have told Keaton that Michael Jackson passed away.  Those were her words, I’m certain.  Probably something like, “Did you know the singer of this song passed away?”  Well, maybe something like that… but one thing’s for sure: Keaton remembered that the guy who sings mamasaymamasawmyapplesauce “passed away.”  It’s not likely she even knows what “passed away” is, but it sure is hilarious to hear her say, whenever a Jackson track comes on the radio, “Hey Mom… did Mamasaymamasawmyapplesauce really pass away, or are you just joking?!”

Yes babe, Mamasaymamasawmyapplesauce really did pass away…

Goodnight internet.