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11/17/2004: And this raises the burning question.... Why?
I should know better than asking. After all, I've been living in Memphis for almost 4 years. I've seen the pilgrims line up at Graceland to gawk (hell, I've even visited Graceland myself). I've heard the stories of Death Week, and I've seen the pictures of the annual candlelight vigil at Graceland. Elvis fans just ain't normal. They're almost psychotically obsessed with The King.
Then why am I perplexed by the existence of Elvis Radio, an offering on Sirius Satellite Radio?
Yep. That's right. Your 24/7, All-Elvis-and-nothing-but-Elvis music station.
And you know there's some poor, obsessed fan-who-desperately-needs-a-real-life who has subscribed to Sirius to listen to Elvis Radio, and doesn't ever move the tuner off that channel.
Oh well. There are worse obsessions to have, I'm sure.
Len on 11.17.04 @ 06:12 AM CST
