Today, I’m in Edinburgh, home of the slinky, saucy Shirley Manson and a beautiful place where all the boys look like Glasgow’s finest, Franz Ferdinand:
And don’t get me started on the accents. I never want to leave!
But why come back to Canada, anyway? After the way it’s treating Steven and Chris? It’s a tragedy, I tell you!
And our national paper, the Post? I never expect much from it but who the hell let Robert Fulford write the following about David Hockney? “As a gay he lost many friends to AIDS.” Oh brother, where do I start with that?
Well, I could literally turn a page and talk about Jonathan Kay’s hit piece on Richard Florida, bemoaning the urban theorist’s “self-created (and slightly creepy-sounding) ‘gay index.'” Well, no creepier-sounding than your usual self, Mr. Kay.
Speaking of creepy, the TV show “Supernatural” is back this Thursday. If you haven’t seen the ghostbusting Winchester brothers in action, a clip of this week’s episode — in which Sam and Dean become ghosts themselves — shows why the series is so easy to love:
Bonnie lads, both of them. As for me, I’m hoping to see how gay is Paree! See you soon….