I'll call these the "Before" pictures.  A ginormous, "historic" snowstorm is supposed to hit Chicago tomorrow night.  But then again, at least once a year, some enormous, disastrous storm is supposed to hit Chicago, and everyone starts panicking:  "I heard a foot...No, I heard a foot and half...No, it's three feet and an icestorm...Stock up on supplies, everybody!"  And after all the murmurings and gentle panicking, is it ever as bad as the weatherman makes it out to be?  Er, no.  So we shall see what the above scenes look like on Tuesday and Wednesday.  Historic snowstorm?  Or just snow?  BTW, baby brother, I am outside, in the cold, shivering, just for you.  I made it all of ten feet outside the door.