I called it comedywife: the slightly anonymous musings of a Montreal scenester. The profile photo was a picture of this really cheap beer sold in Alberta called TNT and a pair of cowboy boots sitting on the cracked linoleum floor of the bull farmer’s kitchen where we visited my dad that year.
It was this time of year six years ago, the Just For Laughs festival, my first. Previous to that year I had only walked through the open-air part of the festival, back when it was on St. Denis. I always saw the festival on television, the televised comedy shows provided brief glimpses of the fun everyone was having out on St.Denis. Actually walking around in it for the first time felt really special to me. Getting my own guest pass and attending all the industry parties for the first time a few years later nearly turned my head around.