  I gave an erroneous impression yesterday. My thoughts about elephants recently have been, for all intents and purposes, positive. The initial analogy was in regard to a very close, very important friend with whom I argued last week. But our friendship will live a long time, despite our occasional bickering. (Elephants live a long time. ) And we can survive taking things out on each other (or even taking things out about each other) because we're both strong. (Elephants have tough skin. ) And I'm going to do my best to not forget where my priorities lie. (Elephants never forget. ) It's not exactly a mnemonic - call it a mantra of a friendship. 
