  Dumbo is a great movie. Not much talking, lots of fun stuff, and my favorite, The Pink Elephant Hallucination. But I have to say, there seems to be nothing as sad as sad elephant. Maybe it's wiping away tears with your trunk.
There's a whole series of statues in the City that have crying elephants in various poses, and I can't walk by them without getting all snuffly. Vicariously reading Blaise Pascal through Kurt; highly recommendable for anyone with a philosophic or theist bent. I won't get into it, but in this gem there's an excellent, truly excellent arguement against atheism. Typically, I've found the arguements supporting theism to leave me greatly unsatisfied. In them, it seems that it comes down to faith, a concept which has a wonderous amount of weight and value when discussing matters of a spiritual nature, but about as useful as forehead nipples when as a philosophical concept. Anyways, Pensees, by Blaise Pascal. Read it. Nothing has been going on here, so thus endeth the blog of today. 
