If you've never been to Ann Arbor, Michigan in the third full week of July, you have no idea how much terror is struck in the heart of the locals. I don't live in Ann Arbor (so technically, I'm not a local), but I work here. There are streets blocked off, crowds of people, and lots of $$$ flowing through the city. Now, I'm not anti-art by any stretch. It's more that I'm anti-stupid people. You know the types, the ones who only come to this lovely city to buy high-priced "art." They don't know their way around, drive slowly (in front of me) and take my parking space so that I'm late to work. Not that I'm bitching or anything.