This is a funny town for showbiz. People don't schmooze much. They have their own lives outside of showbiz. This makes showbiz here much less stressful, but also much less intense. You don't live in the kind of whirl of deals and ideas and work that makes LA worth all the tribulations.
A couple of years ago I organized a Writers v. Directors Softball Game, an idea stolen from the famous annual Writers v. Artists softball game in East Hampton. We did it again last year. This year, the directors didn't get a team together. I threw the game open to people in the biz. Very little response. You'd think you could find 18 people in showbiz who'd want to play softball on a lovely Sunday in July in Montreal, but either people were out of town on vacation, or moving, or shooting, or they just didn't get around to RSVP'ing. (Montrealers are terrible at RSVP'ing. It requires too much commitment.)
In LA, people would at worst get the invitation and think, "Damn it, another thing I have to go to. Oh well. At least it's softball."
So, I pulled the plug. No game tomorrow.
Fortunately it's a dreary rainy weekend. People probably wouldn't have come anyway. Montrealers are real wusses about the weather. They don't come out in Winter -- it's too cold. They don't come out in the rain -- too wet. When it's lovely outside they do flood the streets.
I like weather. The 14 years I lived in LA, I always missed weather. Quakes and riots are a small consolation, but I never lived in the hills, so I missed the mudslides and wildfires. I'm glad to be back where the maple leaves turn colors.
Now ... out to brunch! In the rain!