Did you
notice I was gone? Were you irked by my absence? I figured after the bloody
Maya let us down and the planet went on tediously turning, and at time when the
solstice Saturnalia of alcohol, tryptophan and figgy pudding was rolling, I may as well
low and play with my toys. But now it’s Elvis’ birthday, a long-time post-Yule
call to arms, and thus it’s time to rise up and return to my well-worn personal trench.
In this instance, I will to turn you over to Keith Richards and his fanboy
Presley assessment. Click here
Click here
for “I’m Left, You’re Right, She’s Gone” (referenced by Keith in his comments.)
The secret
number is 78
ReplyDeleteAlways miss your musings Mick. ( Just bought your new book from Headpress by the way) !
"Time fly's like an Arrow, Fruit Flies like a banana"