This is me holding a cicada. I just love cicadas. They're those insects you hear buzzing on hot summer nights in Phoenix. I've often seen them in the trees, and found their exoskeletons after they've shed them (like a snake sheds its skin), but this is the first time I got to hold one (it had landed on Allen's shirt). It's feet felt a little scratchy. I took it over to a tree and let it go and it let out a little chirp.