Oh See What You Have Done
The sky fell in Houston this morning.
In fact, it rained so much, that it looked like Venice outside my office window. Venice with no gondolas anywhere. Venice where cars with questionable drivers attempted to forge ahead through swollen canals that produced actual waves crashing onto sidelined Starbucks and Kinkos parking lots. Venice like that.
But the rain was cool. And it was dark. And it was the perfect setting to turn on the radio and hear a little tribute to the King who died 30 years ago today.
Luckily, about 31 years ago, my mom and dad had the foresight to take me to my first concert.
And it looked a little something like this.
Elvis, if you're reading this, I hope the sun was shining in Buenos Aires today.
Thanks for changing the world a bit. In a good way.
In fact, it rained so much, that it looked like Venice outside my office window. Venice with no gondolas anywhere. Venice where cars with questionable drivers attempted to forge ahead through swollen canals that produced actual waves crashing onto sidelined Starbucks and Kinkos parking lots. Venice like that.
But the rain was cool. And it was dark. And it was the perfect setting to turn on the radio and hear a little tribute to the King who died 30 years ago today.
Luckily, about 31 years ago, my mom and dad had the foresight to take me to my first concert.
And it looked a little something like this.
Elvis, if you're reading this, I hope the sun was shining in Buenos Aires today.
Thanks for changing the world a bit. In a good way.
posted by Girl con Queso at 10:45 PM
6 Comments:
That rain sounds crazy.
My dad was a big fan, so I have foggy memories of hearing the news 30 years ago. Apparently Graceland has okayed its first "tribute artist" competition ever this year. They haven't promoted impersonators before, but the news clip said they were looking for respectful performances.
Oh, LcQ and his love of Elvis. He is a wonderful man, that LcQ, Pops of the 'Cane. Give him my best!
I was 7 when Elvis died, and my father took the opportunity to educate me that drugs are bad and if I ever used them I might die on the toilet and everyone would know I did something bad. That actually worked! I have never even smoked pot. I cannot believe that.
I watched CLAMBAKE last night and had a peanut butter and banana sandwich. God bless you, Elvis.
Thanks for this, I love that man!!
I loved him too! I was 9 when he died and remember exactly where I was and what I was doing when I heard the news...kinda like people say about JFK.
One of the fun and happy rock-n-rollers... now most of them sound like they are about to jump off a bridge any second.
Great post! Good to see that you haven't stopped slingin the queso!
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