resurrecting the king.

the king is still alive.



the king smokes a pipe.



the king drinks PBR by the pitcher.



the king is in love with a woman named brenda.



the king turned 54 today.










mc.b's, a seedy little bar with split logs glued to the outside to make the cinder block building seem a bit more home like, came alive when the lights were turned out last night. i met claud and his wife brenda there to celebrate claud's birthday. if any of you remember, claud is the elvis tribute artist is photographed a while back when i spotted him cutting his grass on my way home from teaching. i recently decided to pursue the story further and what better night to do so than his big day. he and his wife along with the majority of the bar sang karaoke and danced. after about 8 or 10 songs the dj would put on 3 songs of what claud's wife brenda liked to call "booty music" and the dance floor would fill with middle aged women and college girls alike all touchin that ass to the flo. i laughed the whole time, even when the native american woman twice my size tried to strongly suggest that i take the shot she bought for me. i politely declined... again and again.