1. Thankfully, our little dog has regained all of his bodily functions. He is able to walk in sort of a straight line but staggers this way and that..... just like a drunken sailor. Poor little guy; he's trying so hard!
2. When I was in Halifax, Nova Scotia, last month, I so wanted to go to the local gay clubs and hook up with a drunken sailor.
From Gawker.com, "There's just something about one of these military men that's so appealing. They're usually young, in shape, clean, neat, and, most importantly, shipping out in a few days." And, they look pretty darn hot in uniform... and I'm sure, even better out of it.
Alas, my daughter was with me the whole time, so it wasn't meant to be. I shouldn't complain that my daughter wanted to spend time with her gay Dad... I'm very lucky!
3. I first saw this video on a favourite blog, Ajax in the City. Check it out! What a hoot! It is a "camp" version of the song from the 1960s, I think. What's a poor gay guy to make of a line like, "Hey, hey up he rises?"