Thursday, June 23, 2016

Six Sentence Story: Order

I'm joining in again this week with the Six Sentence Stories link up. Please feel free to join in.  This week's prompt:  order. 

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

#Disneyland60th : We Were Dazzled!

Yesterday did not go as anticipated, but the result was magical!  

Photo:  The castle at Disneyland, with Walt Disney's face projected on it


I had planned to take youngest daughter to Disneyland.  When we go to Disneyland, I like to leave early in the morning, so that we can arrive at the park at opening, when the crowds are still light. Let's just say that not everyone appreciates such an early start.  By the time we finally got on the road yesterday, I was mentally fighting to refrain from grumbling at the late start.  At one point, youngest daughter said, "Everything happens for a reason, Mom." I thought some snarky retort, but bit my tongue.  

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Ten Things of Thankful: Father's Day Edition

I thought I would be organized and get this posted on Friday. Friday came and went, as did Saturday, so here I am posting on Sunday afternoon.  I'm just happy I can post.

Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Disney California Adventure: An Aladdin's Fan Take on Frozen

I’m fortunate that Disneyland is a day trip for me, and I have visited both Disneyland and Disney California Adventure many times.  Through the years, attractions and entertainment have changed.  Some changes, such as the disappearance of Captain EO or Innoventions, have not caused me any grief.  Other changes, though, such as the loss of Billy Hill and the Hillbillies, and more recently, the Hyperion Theatre’s Aladdin, have been harder to swallow.

I almost always went to see Aladdin each time I was at DCA.  Though the story line remained the same, the genie always had freedom to ad lib a bit.  He was brilliant, and managed to tie current events into his jokes.  He made the show exciting for the adults as well as the children. 

When I heard that the Aladdin show was going to be replaced by a Frozen musical, I was not very happy.  I admit that I am not enamored of Frozen.  It’s not primarily a matter of being tired of everything Frozen; rather, I have some fundamental issues with the “Let it Go” ideology.  However, there are plenty of cute moments in the movie, and I do appreciate the strong female protagonists and the focus on the love between sisters.   I appreciate the Disney talent, and wanted to see how Frozen: the Musical would be portrayed.

The set, costuming, and puppetry did not disappoint.  Olaf and Sven were particularly appealing, as were the rock creatures. Children in the audience were delighted with the “snow” that fell in the theater.  Projections extended onto the sides of the theater, so those sitting in the orchestra section felt like they were in the scene. 

So, how does Frozen compare to Aladdin?  Though performers ran up to the stage from the back of the orchestra section, they did not stop to greet the children, as they did in Aladdin.  Even though the projections extended onto the sides of the theater in Frozen, I still felt more a part of the play in Aladdin, particularly during Aladdin’s grand entrance on the elephant.

And although the elephant parade was one of my favorite scenes, Sven is a hundred times better than the trotting horses in Aladdin.  Though he is a non-verbal character, he manages to be quite expressive.  The puppetry of Olaf was clever, too.

Aladdin had the flying carpet.  Frozen has a giant “ice” formation that drops down from the ceiling.  (Well, it is supposed to.  It didn’t work properly at first, and the show was temporarily stopped while it was fixed.) I prefer the flying carpet.

As for stunts, Aladdin used cables to “jump” and escape being caught, and to descend into the Cave of Wonders.   In Frozen, cables were used on the sled, Kristof, Anna, and Sven as they escaped the wolves.  I thought that scene was particularly well done.  Frozen might have a slight edge here.

The musical and acting talent were comparable, but—and this is the clincher for me—Frozen does not have a genie-type character to keep the lines fresh.  I suspect that little girls will not grow tired of watching their favorite film come to stage, but Frozen will not be on my must-do list every visit.

(If it is on your to-do list anytime in the near future, though, I would highly recommend getting fast passes first thing in the morning.  They go quickly.  I was able to get in on standby, but I would have preferred the assurance of a seat.)


I wish Aladdin would return to the Hyperion.  Where’s the genie when you need him?

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Thanks for talented performers. 

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Tuesday, June 14, 2016

If the Song is About a Car, I Won't Understand

When I was growing up, my dad loved to tell the story about my mom singing along to a song.  “Oh, a tree in motion!” she would croon.  Dad would laugh, as he told us that the lyrics really were, “Poetry in motion.”

I seem to have inherited my mom’s trouble with lyrics.  One day, years ago, while my oldest daughter was riding in the car with me, we were singing along to a Beach Boys song.  All of a sudden, my daughter turned to me and asked, “What did you just say?” 

“She’s my little blue scoop.”  As my daughter erupted in laughter, I added, “Why?”

“Little deuce coupe, Mom!  What’s a blue scoop?” 

“I don’t know.  A cute little car?”

She’s never let me live that one down.

Fast forward five or six years.  This time, I’m riding in the car with my youngest daughter.  She bursts out laughing, not at my singing, but at what she heard from the radio.

“Mom, they’re singing a song about a douche!”

“No, they’re not!”

“Well, what are they saying?”

“I don’t know, but I’m sure it can’t be ‘douche.’”

Once back home, I googled the lyrics.  Turns out, “Blinded by the Light” actually says, “Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night.”


Apparently my brain doesn’t recognize “deuce” in any song.   From now on, if I can’t determine a word in a song, I’m going with “deuce.”  You know the song, “Louie, Louie”?  It’s my sneaking suspicion that the song is about a little deuce coupe!

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Thanks for music, laughter, and memories.  

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