Crazy Christmas

Literarily dropping out of the sky, or the clouds to be precise, today's snowfall brought a somewhat bizarre paradox to my mind. Most people, at least most of my friends in Norway, wish for a white Christmas. Not in terms of the absence of alcohol (quite the contrary, I guess), but in terms of snow--they, myself included, would like to have snow laying on the ground on Christmas. And as far as I know, they don't seem to mind the snow falling. However, most people, at least that I know of, do not feel equally fond of rainfall during summer, or spring or autumn for that matter. But snow and rain are the same thing...! So why is it that we seem to love a snowfall when it's already cold and freezing outside, yet we despise the rain that can actually do some good and chill us down on a hot summer day?

I think I found the answer right now: people are not made for living in water, and snow is fairly dry matter.

It's Christmas!

While you think about that, or drop the thing altogether, you may ponder upon the silly fact that human kind actually grow threes so they can bring them into their homes and dress them up beyond recognition. And some of us doesn't stop there, but we also walk around it singing songs! I am one of the crazy guys, and put this Christmas three up in my apartment last night. >>

Wish you all a merry Christmas!