It should not be a secret to regular MTE readers that I am
an Elvis Presley aficionado. In fact, I am an Elvis “channeler.” Anyway, ever since Elvis reportedly died from
a drug overdose in 1977, there has been a shroud of mystery surrounding his
true status. There have been mounds of
suspicious research conducted hinting at the possibility that Elvis is still
alive, that his death was faked, etc.
I know where Elvis lives.
He lives in the basement of my sister’s family in Tennessee. Let me
explain.
Approximately two-three years ago we were visiting my sister’s
family in Nashville and partaking in a myriad of family bonding activities, one of which was
the Just Dance Video Game on the big screen in the basement. There was an array
of grotesquely gyrating groins of various shapes, sizes, and generations
involved, but nothing more spellbinding than 7-year old Henry dancing to Elvis’s
“Viva Las Vegas” song using four remotes simultaneously! This amazing feat was
seared into my consciousness.
Just a few weeks ago I was in someone’s elevator, and the
Muzak version of Elvis’s “Viva Las Vegas” floated through the ceiling sound
system. Instantly, my mind raced back, not to the fat sweaty middle-aged Elvis
slurring songs on the Strip but to young nephew Henry assuming the roles of four dancing
contestants simultaneously and keeping up with the computer version of Elvis
singing “Viva Las Vegas.” In my sister’s
basement- where Elvis lives.
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