The Technology Behind Santa's Sleigh

A Holiday Post From The Binary Breakaway

As a child, I often found the themes of the poem Twas the Night Before Christmas to be true. Everything felt still on Christmas Eve. I grew up in Pennsylvania, so it was often cold and sometimes snowy. Like many children of that age, I left cookies our for Santa and carrots for the reindeer and was shocked each year to see only crumbs remaining. As it g…