I’ve been a fan of Martin Shorts’ since his SCTV days. Like all of his SCTV compadres, he fearlessly created characters that were off-kilter and potentially only funny to a select few people. Count me as one of those. Because of this, I was eager to read his autobiography, “I Must Say”.
It is a good read and of course, there isn’t a darn thing Baltimore-y about it, as Martin Short is very Canadian. But as the book was ending, he relates a story about staying in a luxury hotel here in Baltimore and some hijinx he found himself in. Here’s photo of the book:
Anyway, he apparently, in an effort to liberate his morning paper from the vestibule of his hotel suite, managed to lock himself out of his hotel room. Yes, he was naked. He spies a courtesy phone down the hall. He grabs the newspaper to cover his adorable Canadian genitals and starts down the hallway. Fortuitously, he notices a housekeeping cart and offers a hello to the maid working that room. The maid comes out, takes a gander at Martins’ glorious nudity and says, “Oh, Mr. Short. You have made my day! She even circled around him to get the full view. I just think this is great and more proof that Baltimore is the center of the Universe. What would Ed Grimley, say?