Tonight I went to see the Will Ferrell movie Elf with the Dvorak clan.  For those who know Jessica, this will come as a surprise akin to finding bigfoot, the Loch Ness monster and Gandhi playing tennis at Wimbledon.  And winning.

Jess was down from the Twin Cities, and we were all eating Godfathers Pizza, when Connie started talking about wanting to see Elf.  Jessica looked chagrined because it's a Will Farrell movie (there's only one type of American comedian she seems to like, and Will Ferrell just isn't the right complexion), but Emil and I wanted to go as well.  So Jessica formed a plan.  She said that she would go if Connie and Emil went too, and because Connie and Emil have been to one movie in the past ten years - The Santa Clause 2 of all things - she didn't think she'd have to live up to the bargain.

Four movie passes later, Jessica was looking mighty embarassed to be there.

I thought the movie was pretty funny and had a great heart.  Plus it had Zooey Deschanel, so I had no choice but to succumb.  And a talking snowman - I mean, hey, with a minor part including a talking snowman, how can it go wrong?  So if you're feeling in the early Christmas spirit, go see Elf.  The bit where the elves are learning how to make high-speed next-generation 3D graphic accelerator chips is awesome.