Snow in late April is pretty weird (even for Michigan,) but quite magical to watch fall from the roofs of the Broderick Tower and the Michigan Central Station in the same night, with a handful of the most creative and motivated people I know. It's been far too long since I've last explored crumbling old buildings with mag lights and crowbars... under the cover of darkness and bizarre weather at that.

All in all, 96 flights of very questionable stairs. Best Saturday since, um... last Saturday. (And no hangover! But my legs are going to ache for days.) We should have some photos soon. Lastly, Doc making a snow angel on top of the old train station was utterly priceless. What an emo dork!