Rittenhouse Square snowy and sloshy with clouds hanging like Miss Haveshaim’s drapes. Want it to be a snow day, but there is not enough to play hooky without guilt, so will just return ‘Tongues Untied’ and ‘There Will Be Blood’ to the RS library branch instead of playing in the snow. Want to chase down motorist on my bike and splash them back. They are tearing around the Square deliberately hitting puddles and otherwise menacing the Rittenhouse doves trying to cross the streets in the wrong shoes.