OVERSIZED BITS OF TID, WITH SNOW & HOMICIDAL MANIA

It’s snowing like crazy outside. Fat white fluff-flakes floating dreamily down, down and around in the white light of the streetlights. The street is filled up with snow. Clifford the Big Red Rock has a sparkly white skullcap. The plants are hunkered down, puffed up with the white stuff. We’ve had snow on the ground for almost 2 weeks now, though really it hasn’t been that much; it keeps melting down to a thin covering and then freezing. All the footprints in the yard: kid, dog, neighbor’s cat, are softening at the edges and filling in. They’ll have to stomp...