Background: about an inch of snow fell (and stuck!) last night.
Apparently my neighborhood’s thing (remember that I live on a hill) is to sled down the middle of our street. I guess one inch of snow is sufficient for such endeavors, as people have been doing so constantly for the last hour and a half. (I’d guess the continued snow isn’t hurting.)
…and a kid just sled into a dog.
I’ve been sipping Russian Tea and watching the festivities from my office window, since while I can sleep through a yowling cat or crying baby I am still weak against thousands of children simultaneously screaming in a combination of joy (those on their feet) and terror (those sledding).
…and a kid just tried to assassinate a sledder using a bowling ball-sized snowball. He failed (didn’t lead his target).