Well, when I saw the title, I was kind of hoping this might be comic-relief sort of thing involving a small mound of dirt, millions of tiny little legs, and you disappearing head-first down a hole...

Ah well. That just shows you that it's just as bad in Ohio. The snow has been dealt with, but the cold just won't let up. My buddy wanted to know if I wanted to go hiking a week ago early Saturday morning; he hadn't heard the forecast, which called for HIGHS of 5. We both decided that we'd prefer to keep all 21 appendages.

It's been a tough month to be a brass monkey in Ohio...