The neighbor’s wood chipper is grinding away on this frigid, snowy morning. Yikes! I’m having flashbacks of the movie Fargo! It’s a gruesome flick, but the juicy characters and surreal plot make it hard not to watch. Everyone is outrageous except Margie, a pregnant sheriff’s deputy, and even she is a bit on the country bumpkin North Dakota side. “Yah.” Murder aside, it’s sort of a funny movie.
Perhaps I should be like Margie and mosey on over to check out the noise across the street--but I’m afraid I might find a foot sticking up from that wood chipper, and I don’t want to ruin an otherwise fine day.