I’m working a Renaissance festival this Saturday. Not in costume, which I’m thankful for. The weather is supposed to be brutally hot, with equally-high humidity. All day, I’m sure I’ll be thinking the same thing I do every year: Why are there so many pirates and fairies here? I don’t recall them being part of the Renaissance movement. Or water balloons, for that matter. Then again, perhaps Leonardo and Michelangelo chased each other around the Florence Cathedral with them.