Dead Elvis

It is Dead Elvis Week here in Memphis.  I am definitely in the spirit.  I have my bedazzled Elvis shirt all ready to go and my sequined candle.  So, Wednesday night, Candlelight Vigil....who is going with me?  

Today I was telling one of my patient's that I am definitely going to the Candlelight Vigil, and he started telling me his "Elvis stories."  He swears they were neighbors growing up, when Elvis lived on Alabama street.  My patient said that later, his uncle worked for Elvis as the security guard at the gate at Graceland.  Of course my patient says he was also friends with Elvis.  So, he busts out a couple of pictures that he swears he took of Elvis when he was over there.  And, to make my Dead Elvis Week complete, he gave me one.  Looked pretty legit to me.  And even if it isn't, I appreciate his Elvis enthusiasm. 

And, Azumi and I have some great news to share with you at the end of the week.  Someone else is about to fall prey to her kisses!