The first big snowfall of the season always brings up one question: to get snow tires, or to not get snow tires? The Falkens did alright, but better safe than sorry. I shall look into new snow tires. Until then, enjoy the snow as it falls on the un-garaged Bessie.

It’s Bessie and Super Cow. Once upon a time, I was standing outside on a cold night in an apartment house parking lot. A resident kept filling the local dumpster with treasures untold. That’s where I found Super Cow, yet unspoiled by debris. Onto my dorm room walls it was hung and was affixed with a Superman S on it’s belly. Somewhere Minnesota is missing a cow crossing sign.