Had a thief try to make off with our snowblower which we had fastened to the front porch rail. It was about 10:30 and dark out there.

Seishi alerted to him, which alerted me to something his ears had heard outside, and I scared the malefactor off by a sudden bang on the window: he went running off across the intersection down the street with an alacrity and body language that says to this former teacher of teens: ‘about 5’7″, about 140 lbs, between 16 and 20, and plays sports.’ My greatest regret is that he didn’t hit a patch of ice on the exit.

He’d done it with forethought, but the cable lock we had on it was tough: he’d cut most of the way through it, but we brought the snowblower in and called the cops, who took the description. It’ll go into the shiny new police computer and factor into where they assign assets.