As Cold As It Gets
I really hope that winter has now arrived in its full glory. Since yesterday, the temperatures droppped a lot, we had some rain, and it was cloudy most of the day yesterday. Today it seems to have cleared up a bit, but its still got that bite in the air. I don't mind it, cause for a change I know what to wear. Usually it was cold in the mornings, so I put on a jersey, but by lunch time I felt like I was going to pass out of the heat. I don't particularly like winter, and of course I prefer summer, but there is nothing worse than these mixed season days.
Enough of the weather already. My weekend was really great - spent time with some good friends, ate nice food with friends and family, and slept longer than we do during the week - which is particularly nice in this cold wet cloudy weather.
I heard something interesting yesterday, which I thought you might find rather interesting too. I've never really wondered about how they kill wolves, but yesterday I heard a story. I'm not sure if its entirely true, but it is rather interesting. They aparantly don't "hunt" wolves, or shoot them, but instead "plant" a knife with blood on it. The wolf will soon find the knife, and start licking it. You can now imagine for yourself what happens after that, but basically the wolf doesn't know when he stops licking the blood on the knife, and when he starts on his own blood. Disgusting, but still very interesting. This was used in a "parable", to explain how some people can hunt the one thing they think they really need, but in the process kill themselves. This isn't always physical death of course, it could symbolize a workaholic who completely stuffs up his marriage. I just found it pretty interesting, and quite true.
For now I have to get myself to finish some work, I promise I'm not a workaholic - hehe.
Cheers.
Enough of the weather already. My weekend was really great - spent time with some good friends, ate nice food with friends and family, and slept longer than we do during the week - which is particularly nice in this cold wet cloudy weather.
I heard something interesting yesterday, which I thought you might find rather interesting too. I've never really wondered about how they kill wolves, but yesterday I heard a story. I'm not sure if its entirely true, but it is rather interesting. They aparantly don't "hunt" wolves, or shoot them, but instead "plant" a knife with blood on it. The wolf will soon find the knife, and start licking it. You can now imagine for yourself what happens after that, but basically the wolf doesn't know when he stops licking the blood on the knife, and when he starts on his own blood. Disgusting, but still very interesting. This was used in a "parable", to explain how some people can hunt the one thing they think they really need, but in the process kill themselves. This isn't always physical death of course, it could symbolize a workaholic who completely stuffs up his marriage. I just found it pretty interesting, and quite true.
For now I have to get myself to finish some work, I promise I'm not a workaholic - hehe.
Cheers.
