As we poke about the town, which spirals up out of the plain like the tip of a caramel icecreamcone, the first snowflakes drift down, foreshadowing an impending storm.
As was the case that night, my father would often buy me an icecreamcone at a nearby custard stand on Okalahoma Avenue as a gratuity for my patience while I waited in the car and he shopped.
Instead of the fail whale Thursday, some people who tried to log onto Twitter's website saw what looked to be a cartoon duo of an inch worm and a soft-serve ice-cream cone.