No really... my karma is trying to tell me something. It's fairly cold here in the South Bay today. I walked out of my apartment and went *whoomp* to the ground. We're still running the sprinklers at my apartment complex, and the sidewalks had frozen over. After I slowly managed to get up off my butt and survey the damage, I went to talk to the manager's wife/gf/woman who answered his door. I then walked around the apartment sidewalks and to the street to get to the parking lot. What do you know... the street sidewalks are covered in ice too. I was even being careful! This time I hurt my knee good. I gimped myself to the car, and got to work something like an hour after I tried to leave.

I told the woman we should put salt on the sidewalks and got a funny look. I guess you can tell I'm from the East Coast, eh?

[Edit]: Saturday, the sprinklers are still running, despite the freezing temperatures. The poor plants are covered in ice. The management put up orange cones on the sidewalk to indicate the hazardous conditions, I suppose that's a start.