Stayed up all last night with Mez chatting and then watching a not-quite-final version of "The Take," the yet unreleased documentary by Naomi Klein and Avi Lewis. Mez, a friend of Naomi and Avi's, actually worked with them on the film in Argentina for 6 months, so I got lots of behind-the-scenes commentary and context. Official info on the film can be found at http://www.nfb.ca/thetake/.

Canada Day turned out less green than I had planned, what with Adam sleeping through his parents' ride to the farm. Instead, I ended up spending the afternoon with Stacey, my visiting cousin who now lives and teaches kindergarten in Texas, and other family members.

Later, I met up with Adam for some mushroom/pasta and attempts to watch fireworks from his 20th floor Bloor-Spadina apartment. When that didn't turn out too successful, we tried to make it to the Cherry Beach party. Getting off at Pape Station, though, we were in for an interesting twist; Greek flags and unmoving traffic and honking and celebrating in true Greek-Canadian style... The TTC dude basically laughed at us when we asked how long the bus to Cherry Beach would take. So we walked. All the way. It's a long way...

Got there for the skeletal remains of what might have been a good party earlier, so we just went off to the beach and sat and revelled in the view of the lake and the clouds dancing against the near-full moon-clear sky...