08/10/2005: I'm late again.
Monday marked the beginning of Elvis Week in Memphis. Or as I like to refer to it, "Death Week". "Death Week" because, after all, we're not commemorating Elvis's birth (that's in January, if you're neither a Memphian or a big Elvis fan), we're commemorating Elvis's death. And Death Week is basically the week leading up to the anniversary of Elvis's death (August 16). It's an official "event" sponsored by Elvis Presley Enterprises (see the page at The Official Elvis Presley Website: Elvis Week for further information), and the Main Event is the annual Candlelight Vigil at Graceland. Monday, August 15, 2005 at 9:00 PM Central Daylight Time, at Graceland, Memphis, Tennessee. Be there or be square. If you insist on being square, there will be a Live VigilCast "broadcast" over the Internets via the "good" graces of America Online (or "AOHell" as I refer to them, and not just because they inflict the VigilCast on us).
The real main event of Death Week, though.... The event at which all of the cool folks in Memphis will be found, is the Annual Dead Elvis Ball (featuring The Rhythm Hounds), at The P & H Cafe (AKA, "The Beer Joint of Your Dreams"), 1532 Madison Avenue, Memphis, Tennessee 38104. The P & H website doesn't give a time, but I think it's 9:00 PM that the festivities officially begin. However, if you're planning to go, arrive beaucoup early; it does tend to get crowded quickly.
I haven't yet decided if I'll make an appearance yet. Shameless offers of bribes or sexual favors (from females, only) to insure my appearance are enthusiastically solicited (and, if past experience is any indication, will be withheld with equal or greater enthusiasm).
UPDATE: Maybe this new and improved ploy will work.... I enthusiastically solicit shameless offers of bribes or sexual favors (from females only, please) to either insure my appearance OR secure my promise that I will not appear. In the event that offers are made both to insure my appearance and to secure my promise not to appear, I will choose either the largest monetary bribe or the sexual favor from the best looking woman (decision of the judge--i.e., me--is final).
Somehow, I still think such favors and bribes will be withheld with equal or greater enthusiasm. But what the hell; nothing ventured, nothing gained.
Len on 08.10.05 @ 01:17 PM CST