Literally. Tonight is the big Fringe Anulment Party.As Jem Rolls pointed out tonight, it's pretty tough to do Montreal at the beginning of the fringe circuit. It is the biggest 10 day party you will have all year. Last night was insane in the best possible way. People were dressed to the nines - many beautiful wedding dresses were donned, and not all by ladies. The ceremony itself was presided over by Jeremy Hechtman, head honcho of the fringe, and temporary Rabbi. The mass vows included "I promise to see your show and to buy you at least one beer." The festivities were further punctuated by the usual 13th Hour Traditions of having guests spin the Big Wheel of Fun, which include such possible imperatives as, "33 Second Dance Party," "11 Second Slow Dance," and my personal favourite, "22 Second Hanakengo Party."
Speaking of Hanakengo, like all weddings, the night was not without bittersweet moments - Trev is still available, and although the Dancing Cock Brothers offered to "marry anybody left over," Gina and I felt a little too proud for Pity Marriage, even if it is the fringe. Paul Hutcheson of On Second Thought - the love child of George Clooney and Bette Midler, I'm sure of it - had also offered to marry Gina and I, but we were separated by time and space; mainly there was no time to cross the infinitely packed-beyond-capacity space between us, crammed up between the speakers and the stage and the well of humanity, and the bar, where Paul had found himself wedged after his magnificent lip-synch opening to the 13th Hour, where he did a striptease to Hanson's Mmmm...Bop, eventually revealing an alligator crotch puppet G-string.
Paul is one of our favourite people here. Is that an alligator puppet in your pants, Paul, or are you just happy to see us? Apparently it is the former. Although he does look pretty happy.
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