Yes, I know…. literally, Elvis is not getting any older. May he rest, or whatever he wants to do, in peace and joy and harmony and light. I love me some Elvis. Literally.
I was doing the Saturday morning lazy thing, and it had crept into the afternoon. Yes, I had showered, etc. because if I am not bathed and dressed by Noon* I feel very creepy and less than. And I don’t like feeling less than.
*I’m retired. I stay up late, and I get up late. It’s glorious.
I had reviewed email, taken care of a couple of things there, and watched a new favorite, NURSE JACKIE and then an episode of THE TUDORS which led to my roaming around the ‘net searching for fun facts about Henry the 8th and his children. I also love me some history.
But back to Elvis. I decided I didn’t want to sit all day, so matter how enticing the tv / computer set up is, what with ‘Quantum of Solace’ with that yummy Daniel Craig and all those English kings, so I went for a walk with the freshly recharged iPod. Well, Happy Day, the walk, thanks to dear Elvis, turned into a dance!! No other music I have ever listened to during a walk has prompted me, no, let’s make that “commanded” me to dance down the sidewalk. What fun!
Thanks to Elvis I had the best date ever. It would have been a great date without the Elvis factor, but seeing him in concert put it over the top. It was my first date with Handsome Ralph. This was back in my Kansas City days. We saw Elvis during his afternoon performance. Sweet Ralph brought binoculars for me! Major points for him on that one. After the concert we met friends for drinks at the Playboy Club, then had dinner at a Chinese restaurant, then saw that new movie, CHINATOWN. Wowie zowie, I never get tired of thinking of that day.
I’m still plugged in iPod-wise, now listening to THE WONDER OF YOU. Oh, Elvis, how wonderful you were, how wonderful my memories of you, how wondrous your music is. Thank you for all the happiness!