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Last winter, after the first few months of my freshman year, there was nothing I wanted more than to have my own car on campus. Where would a car be more valuable, I thought to myself, than in a school once described by its own president as the only one where students “[walk up] a 50-degree incline in 10-degree weather to get a 30 percent on a prelim?” That’s why I was so excited to bring my car up this year — no more walking to the gym in subzero temperatures; no more wading through 10-foot snow drifts on my way to class; no more cascading down Libe Slope on sheets of black ice. Unfortunately, I made one crucial oversight: trying to find a parking space in Cornell is as likely as Don Imus being invited to be the keynote speaker at an NAACP conference.