  The Art Fairs are about to begin... and already the general level of stupidity in the city is rising. And so are the prices. That's one of the best parts... that $3 bottle of water and those "special" Art Fair menus at the local restaurants. Ah well, that's the way of it anywhere there's a big festival. Prices in Toronto jumped upward during Pride. But what are you gonna do? In Toronto, business owners can use every dime to try to make up for the SARS debacle. (And by that I mean the American media's completely irresponsible reporting of SARS. ) Here, I've heard there are some boutiques that depend on the four days of Art Fair for close to half their business for the entire year.
Since I live downtown, I get the best and worst of Art Fair. There's plenty of people watching... and if you're lucky you can see some particularly hot guys. (And a lot of overweight Michiganians, gorging themselves on high-fat, high-cost food. ) You also get to see a lot of stupidity... people driving the wrong way down our one-way streets-- that's probably the most common mistake. Either that... or there's the mistake of actually buying the over-priced art that the vendors are hawking.
Well, let them make their money... I'm heading for the exit! I'll "enjoy" a day of Art Fair on Wednesday and then leave for DC on Thursday. Damn, we're just about halfway through Summer-- at least in spirit. So what have you not accomplished yet? I've not spent even one minute in a pool-- any pool thus far this summer. I'll probably take care of that this weekend in DC... but I'm certainly getting a late start. What else? I've not read one giant biography yet... or one big trashy novel. I've still not done one interesting thing worth writing about here.
A few of us weblog writers take the summer off, pretty much. I'm trying not to... even though work has been imposing itself on my life in ways I didn't expect it to. 
