While others were being counseled

I was captivated by the beauty of winter. I saw these awesome shaped crystals of water on the windshields of cars in the morning. They're like the snowflakes I used to see on Cartoon Network as a child. I also took a second picture of the quad in front of Earle Hall on which I saw that the part of the lawn that was in the shadow of Earle hall still had frost, but the part that the sun could reach was defrosted.
I like the picture because it tells the story and I think it might be a good cure for the aforementioned pathetic people who require peer counseling for winter-blues.

A future full of whiners

I saw a singularly distressing poster in the UC this morning. It advertised peer-counseling for winter-blues. What the hell? Is there a single thing that we don't need counseling for? Are we breeding a society of wimps who need to be cheered up by their peers for the mildest unpleasnt occurrings in their lives? Whatever happened to "Stop whining, old chap; pick up your socks and move on"? Next we'll have counseling for late trains, lost chewing gum, bad-tasting coffee, and other ridiculous trifles. Bah!