Yesterday as the wife and I cruised in to work, she exclaimed, "Wow, look at that snowman! It's bigger than that house!" Because I was keeping my eyes on the road, I had missed it. "Where?" I asked, beginning to gawk where she was pointing. I didn't see this monster snowman, amazed that someone had managed to scrape together enough snow for even a LITTLE guy, since we have only the barest of snowfall. I couldn't imagine how someone could have built a snowman that high. Heavy equipment in the back yard? As close as it was to my class time, I had to drive around the block to see it. "Where?" I asked again. When she pointed, I saw she was referring to a some big metal hoops with lights on them. "That's not a snowman," I pouted. She was right, of course, sort of; it was a big metal light-encrusted representation of a snowman, bigger than the house. It looks much better at night, when it's all lit up, as here.