That Thing You Do
Anyone else ever feel like some phenomenon "Stalks" them from time-to-time? For me, it has long been The King of Rock and Roll, a.k.a. "Big E", that's right... Elvis. I started to notice it one day when I was driving peacefully down the interstate when I looked over and saw a humongous, hulking Elvis-face billboard glaring at me. Although slightly dizzied, and taken aback, I continued my safe driving. Then I went into a music store, and saw even more Elvis faces looking at me slyly with that crooked grin. "WTF?!?" I thought... "What's with this? Why am I seeing him everywhere I go?" It never seemed to let up (and I'm not even "into" Elvis!)
My best friend, Tamra and I (and I think I've mentioned this before) began noticing that he was increasingly everywhere! Shopping in the store, he was on a box of candy. Shopping for clothing, he was on T-shirts and souvenirs. Magazines, Books, Calendars, Wall Hangings, of course CDs and on the Radio! Since we couldn't shake him, we decided to make it a huge joke. We sent each other silly Elvis post cards "written by the king himself", letters, funny voice messages (It got to where I was pretty good at doing an Elvis impersonation myself!) We even stopped off at a photo booth and posed with him in his Pink Caddy.
The madness continues even today, although Big E has let up a little bit, but he always lets me know he isn't far... He's still watching, waiting and reminding.
I was thinking about this phenomenon of being "Stalked" by certain things like that this morning when I woke up to the movie "That Thing You Do" on T.V. Not that it's a bad movie, I kind of enjoyed it the first couple of times I watched it and my niece Jolie, she used to love it. So I scan over the movie briefly, go about my business and leave for work. Get in the Elevator to head up to my floor this morning and the song, "That Thing You Do" is blaring from the Musak in the elevator. I begin to get that 'creepy' feeling once again. Is someone trying to tell me something? ;)
My best friend, Tamra and I (and I think I've mentioned this before) began noticing that he was increasingly everywhere! Shopping in the store, he was on a box of candy. Shopping for clothing, he was on T-shirts and souvenirs. Magazines, Books, Calendars, Wall Hangings, of course CDs and on the Radio! Since we couldn't shake him, we decided to make it a huge joke. We sent each other silly Elvis post cards "written by the king himself", letters, funny voice messages (It got to where I was pretty good at doing an Elvis impersonation myself!) We even stopped off at a photo booth and posed with him in his Pink Caddy.
The madness continues even today, although Big E has let up a little bit, but he always lets me know he isn't far... He's still watching, waiting and reminding.
I was thinking about this phenomenon of being "Stalked" by certain things like that this morning when I woke up to the movie "That Thing You Do" on T.V. Not that it's a bad movie, I kind of enjoyed it the first couple of times I watched it and my niece Jolie, she used to love it. So I scan over the movie briefly, go about my business and leave for work. Get in the Elevator to head up to my floor this morning and the song, "That Thing You Do" is blaring from the Musak in the elevator. I begin to get that 'creepy' feeling once again. Is someone trying to tell me something? ;)
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"inner Elvis".....it does tend to get a person all shook up at times...following your train of thought..for the past several weeks all I've noticed are....green ford explorers...everywhere, my husband drives one that is being held together by shear will....hey, ask Elvi what that could mean?......
Elvis was okay, I guess. His movies sucked though. LOL
Yep, they sure do.
Ya'll look hella good, girl!
Sorry I haven't been around...just found out Lawn Dude is a nutbag.
Indoors, Yes, I thought you might say that! LOL
Jinks, It's bringing out the Elvis eh? We can't explain it... Ford?? Oh Lord!
Jay, Songs are the worst-when they happen to be the worst... That was a post I did not long ago on "Earworms" kind of.
Awa, well you know, we are southern girls ;) You know what I'm talkin about... I bet those dudes are havin the time of their life if they are...