So the spring has sprung, and with it my desire to go everywhere I ever have been in sunny times. I want to read Virginia Woolf on the beaches of St. Malo; meander along Dawson's boardwalks; ride Stanley Park's complimentary shuttle through all the greenery; play cards at Silver Lake and then make the long walk back downtown to collapse on B-Street's patio. Not gonna lie, mostly I just want to do the last one. Still, Guelph in the summer has potential. For now though, I've got a week to write a paper on CBC Radio3 and Canadian regionalism. Which also has potential. I suppose.