Slushy attempts at snow frivolity

Out tromping in the snowy, icy wonderland yesterday, I immediately noticed this pint-sized snowman in front of Cremebebe (a shop with cringingly high-priced, trendy clothing for kids, but it's both a small business owned by charming people and a lot of their stuff is homemade and awesome, so they won me over a long time ago). Note its penny eyes and buttons and pipe cleaner arms and expression!



When I got home, P had emailed me this pic. Is this guy putting the finishing touches on his creation, or is he a pedestrian who stopped to greet the icy little woofball?

Either way, it's quite life-affirming to see these examples of how people embraced the storm, despite mysteries like what the heck was the big deal anyway. My friend Spike deduced that Bloomby closed schools before a flake had touched down on Hizzoner's big dome because he's a businessman, and closing it all down saved money. Which means that mayors before him, even the Chief Creep of all Creeps Ghouliani, were more community minded than Bloomby. Whoa, man.