A few days ago I turned on some music tv channel and Vanessa Williams’ “Save The Best For Last” was playing. I’ve had it stuck in my head since then, which is vaguely annoying, but apparently not enough so to drive it out with the Imperial March. That’s not the point, though.
The chorus of that song is, “Sometimes the snow comes down in June, sometimes the sun goes ’round the moon.” Although I’m aware of that, I have always, since pretty much the first time I heard that song, sung, “Sometimes the sun goes down in June, sometimes the snow goes ’round the moon.”
Because, you see, for a girl who grew up in Alaska, it is no more unlikely that snow should go around the moon than it is that the sun should set in June.
That is all. :)