Thursday, January 19, 2006

The Velvet Store

Years ago, my friend Dude purchased a velvet Elvis while visiting Memphis. It proudly hung in his living room for several years until one afternoon, in a fit of overzealous commerce, his (now former) wife removed it from its hallowed perch and sold it in a garage sale. He has never fully recovered from this affront and I firmly believe this marked the beginning of the end of their relationship.

Armed with some idle time and an internet connection, I think I may have found the salve for his still healing wounds.

Dude, I hope this helps.

1 comment:

Simon said...

I know I am a heathen in every sense by disliking Elvis Presley...

But even I know not to touch another man's velvet Elvis!