I’m slowly working myself awake. I want/need to make it to the gym here at the Delta Hotel, to try and get a workout in before the day truly begins. And you know what? Workouts aren’t made any easier when the weights are measured in kilograms. Thanks, metric system of Canada. It’s fun looking like a fool as you go, “Maybe that weight is what I need,” pick it up, and soon realize that you look like an idiot trying to lift five measly pounds.
I’ll finish where I was last night with just a brief recap of the events. I ended my night at the CBC party called “Late Night Nosh.” It was a fun soiree packed with all kinds of deli foods and – surprise, surprise, sponsor – Labatt Blue beer. I realized two major things at this party: 1. Deli foods really weren’t meant to be eaten as before-bedtime meals. and 2. I’m addicted to frites, or Belgian/French fries. And, I mean, the real deal French fries. These things are crazy good and rare in America, unless you go to a bistro or brasserie. But here, they’re everywhere.
Enjoying themselves at the CBC party were the fesival’s comics, filmmakers, and other industry. Comedians like Kids in the Hall regular Scott Thompson (in town hosting a “Queer Comics” showcase) mingled with like-minded folks such as SNL perennial Robert Smigel and talk show host Caroline Rhea. Meanwhile, in the Delta Hotel lounge, actor/comedian Orlando Jones was greeted by many well-wishers as he propped himself on the bar.
I ran into the documentary crew again and we chatted about their plans for the film, which currently has the working title Don’t Make Me Laugh. But, in the end, I was just looking for more frites. And, really, that’s why I need to make sure I visit the gym right now…