Pumbaa: Hey, Timon, ever wonder what those sparkly dots are up there?
Timon: Pumbaa, I don’t wonder, I know.
Pumbaa: Oh. What are they?
Timon: They’re fireflies. Fireflies that, uh… got stuck up on that big bluish-black thing.
Pumbaa: Oh, gee. I always thought they were balls of gas burning billions of miles away.
Timon: Pumbaa, with you, everything’s gas.
On July 3rd, 2004, we celebrated my son’s 3rd birthday by taking him to see Disney’s The Lion King. We would return to the theater ten more times that summer, and another Disney addiction was born; appropriately themed clothing, stuffed animals, books, toys, audio tapes (yes, cassette tapes), balloons, and bedding would follow us for decades thereafter. From the light-hearted and slightly inappropriate banter quoted above, to the inescapable theme of life and death in the “Circle of Life”, there is something that appeals to us all. It is no wonder that The Lion King is the highest grossing hand drawn animation film in history; and no surprise that my son is now studying musical theater in college. Go Simba, GO!