I just finished my second session of the research study I originally participated in back in September. Boy it’s nice to be able to eat whatever I want again. This time around they took a picture of my duodenum (small intestines) with the tube inside and gave it to me. Not that you’ve ever wanted to see my duodenum, but here it is – with the tube in it (the tube starts in my right nostril and goes through my stomach – not the other end ;):
We also ventured out last night to see some holiday lights. I’d heard about Carson Williams’s light display in Mason in the Enquirer, so we drove up there and paid our $15 to see what all the hype was about. I don’t know that it was worth $15 for just two people (it’s only 15 minutes long, but that is long enough to get the point), but if you put four people in your car it may be worth it. It really is an impressive display, not in the massive-tons-of-lights sense but in the choreography. The mock-up of Mr. Williams’s house isn’t very big, and even though there are about 25,000 lights, the display area is small – maybe 50 or 60 feet wide and 30 feet tall. What makes it impressive is how the lights are set to music. It must have taken quite a bit of time to set up all the choreography, and when you do finally see it, it’s humorous and well-done. We went to a homey little Mexican restaurant called El Toro after the light show. The food was good and cheap.
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My problem with the Polar Express is that it also makes faith a virtue. Also, in my most sincere opinion, the letter the girl should have receive is not “L” for leader, by “T” for token.
I agree completely. There were virtually no redeeming qualities to this movie – the animation being a minor exception (everything but the people looked good). The movie very much made faith a virtue. But, of course, having actually seen Santa Claus, there is no reason to have faith – he had knowledge at that point. This is a very classic example of convoluting faith so it seems like it has a basis in fact, when facts are the antithesis of faith.