Friday, September 23, 2011

Birthday Babe

It's my other husband's birthday today. He still cuts a striking figure as he downs his whisky and struts about naked in my head, tickling my fancy as he does so and singing loudly and lustily as a new born.


Happy Birthday, baby!


8 comments:

louciao said...

I feel I shouldn't intrude...so I'll just tippy toe outa here...

Lady Mondegreen's Secret Garden said...

Never especially followed the man, so it's good to be reminded, especially of that voice!

Keith said...

Steady on there Sag, There are preschool toys present.

Steve said...

You serve whisky in your head? Is my name on the list? Can I come in?

Stickup Artist said...

I've always found his voice curiously haunting. I'm originally from the same part of the country as he is and have had much exposure to him, to the extent that many of his songs provide the background music to many past experiences of my life, especially at the New Jersey shore, which is one of my favorite areas in the U.S. Thanks for the memories!

Marginalia said...

Good for you! We all should have an affair with a pop idol. Mine's Nacy Griffiths.

missbehaving said...

otanjyobi omedeto, from Japan. Hope you have a fab day.

The Sagittarian said...

Louciao- ah that creaky floorboard gave you away, come on in...I'll get him dressed and then we can have a singalong!

Lady M - Good, I hate competition! :-)

Keith- do they vibrate?

Steve- Come on in, I'm openminded so there's a gap to squeeze thru...

StickUp-You're welcome, my first recollection of hearing his songs was The River, and that is still haunting don't you think?

Marg - I had to google her (hope you don't mind? ;-)...yes, in your head I think you can have as many as will fit comfortably!

Misbehaving - ooh, I love it when you drop by! It's cold here today so it's not as fab as I'd like!