It put me in a sort of melancholy mood. That, and the fact that I saw The Black Swan last night.
It was a dark tale about a ballerina who was awarded the star role in her ballet company's production of Swan Queen. The role required her to play both the White Swan, who represented purity and beauty, and the Black Swan, who represented guile and sensuality.
Already perfectly suited to dance the White Swan, the ballerina had to go hell to get in touch with her darker side.
I highly recommend it if you like darker films that will stay in your thoughts for a few days.
Every December downtown San Jose sets up this Christmas wonderland sort of thing in the park. Christmas trees, fake snow, ferris wheels - the whole shebang.
It's sort of funny how Northern California has to create fake snow in events like these to help set the winter wonderland mood and get us in the holiday spirit. I'm sure in say, Ohio, would love to trade us some of their snow for some of our famous California sun.
I'd make that trade for sure. I've heard it can be a bit of a hassle sometimes, but I can definitely say that I am a big fan of the snow, and I wish Northern California got even just a little bit during the winter season.
I stand here professing my deep and unyielding love for snowy snow, yet to be fair, I have to admit that I actually have yet to have even stepped foot in a snow mound. Do you think I'd change my mind if I spent a few days trying to maneuver around in the stuff?
This guy made me laugh.
This guy freaked me out. Shall we call him Gipedo?