Last week, the weather finally became semi-agreeable (not for long, of course). We spent some time outdoors pounding the pavement, as did many other deserving Toronto guys and gals. It was crazy not to take advantage of the nice(r) weather and the people watching: When the temperature first starts to rise after months of deep-freeze torture, the fine folks of city bust out the ensembles and pieces they've been waiting to wear all winter but have been too cold to. Spring, though not quite in the physical air yet, is definitely around the corner. And April can't be the cruelest month.. It just can't!