I somehow misplaced my bike (I know, how do you misplace a bike?!? welcome to Micah's world). That meant that I had to walk to school this morning, the morning of Ann Arbor's first snowfall. Not a great snowfall; I learned that snow melts on contact with asphalt and pavement, but doesn't melt on wooden fenceposts. But it was snow, and that means it was cold enough to numb my entire face by the time I reached school: a little embarassing, because speaking Chinese at 10 in the morning is bad enough. Try doing it with a non-responsive jaw.