My microwave is kaput. Somehow a hole formed in the ceiling of the cooking chamber. Now when I try to use it, sparks fly. I hate stove-top cooking. Dirties too many dishes. I want my microwave back!
TO DO LIST
Grocery shopping
Bake cookies
Buy new microwave
I dreamt I was at an Elvis Presley concert. Elvis finished his song and jumped off stage. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to an awaiting black Cadillac.
“No Elvis, the people want an encore!”
“Don’t worry about them, honey. The A-Team’s my back up band and they’ll take care of ’em!”
I looked back at the stage and sure enough there was the A-Team. B.A. was on drums. Murdock played bass. Face stood at the keyboards and Hannibal was the lead singer. If that’s not odd enough, they ROCKED OUT! The audience went wild leaving Elvis and me free to escape in the black Cadillac.
I have a spare microwave in my closet that works fine. If I see you before you buy a new one,it’s yours. You could at least use it until you find a good deal on a new one. I don’t know what the going rate for microwaves is right now. Actually they’re probably only around $100. But don’t throw out your old one. I heard cool things happen if you microwave light bulbs. We could experiment!!
Was it the young, svelte Elvis or the grotesque, bloated later Elvis?
It was Vegas Elvis, at his prime!
There were many Elvis variations….
The Dangerous Elvis
The Army Elvis
The Vanilla Elvis
The Clambake Elvis
The Comeback Special Elvis
The Hunka Hunka Elvis
The Kung Fu Elvis
The Addicted Elvis
Which Elvis was in your dreams?
(Have you read about the lady scupltor who creates Elvis out of artery-clogging butter? She displays her masterpieces at state fairs and conventions…)
It was Vegas Elvis, at his prime!
In other words, the Nixon-meets-Elvis Elvis.
“It was Vegas Elvis, at his prime!”
I’m not a huge Elvis fan, but isn’t that an oxymoron?
Donna-
Your wording is rather Freudian.
Here’s to hoping that sparks, do in fact, fly…
Cheers,
Steve