Nice cartoon. The four year-old in me–or whatever age actually enjoyed snow days–is waiting for the right young-at-heart person to rekindle that flame. Til then, he sits in a box like a time capsule for a future generation to pick apart. The modern me is more interested in sitting by rainy windows and not seeing floods outside or in the news. Snowy days with icy roads and plenty to plow make me a grumpy tiger.