Winter. To some it means Christmas, hot chocolate in front of the fireplace, wrapping a scarf around a snowman's neck and sledding down a picturesque hill. To me personally, though, it means putting my life into the hands of fate and hoping I don't get hit by a giant falling chunk of ice.
If you live in a city where it snows, then you've probably seen those "CAUTION: FALLING ICE" signs they put on the sidewalk outside of skyscrapers. I've never really understood the point of those: if the ice is gonna fall, it's gonna fall. Im convinced that getting hit by falling ice would kill you instantly. It would be painless. All these signs do is create the pain of anticipation without actually preventing anything. They should use these signs to apologize ahead of time just in case you get hit. You know, like CAUTION: THERES NOTHING WE CAN DO ABOUT ALL THIS FALLING ICE, or CAUTION: LIFE IS A TOTAL CRAPSHOOT.
Being the most-searched term on Lycos is sort of like being the prettiest girl in Akron, Ohio. It feels good for a minute, but then almost immediately you think to yourself, "is this it?" Then you tell all your friends you're gonna move to LA and become a famous model, but you can never quite bring yourself to quit the A&P. Then a few years later you get pregnant and you marry the guy. Then he turns into an abusive alcoholic.
That's what being the most-searched term on Lycos is like.