Guest Blogger

How many of you can say that you had an Air Show Come To You?

Let me be very clear right now Folks – This is not an invitation for a Debate on the use of a recruiting tool flying over my city rather than spending the money on COVID-19 funds. I don’t have time for this. Pro or Con you will get deleted. This is about a salute to the front line healthcare employees who are saving lives. Furthermore it’s about people being stuck in 500 square foot apartment for 40+ days and the sheer joy we had for about 40 minutes yesterday and it was a welcome distraction. Sorry for the early on Come-a-part but I have seen a bunch of these debates going on social media. *steps off his anticipated soap box*

Back Story – I have been associated with two airshows when I was in Memphis. Long hours and your neck gets sore from starting up in the air. Two years ago we went to Jones Beach with the Murphranks and saw an airshow from the beach. God that was cool and the Blue Angels killed it. Sitting on the beach with a drink in your hand watching it is really the way to go. Last year we couldn’t go because someone had to recover from a boob job. I kid because I am glad she is around but seriously Karen….

So on Monday around 10:15AM I get a message from Professor about an airshow all over New York and New Jersey. I am thinking that from our vantage point in Downtown Brooklyn we could possibly see them twice.

I decided to go live on Instagram Stories and post this. I mean, I watch people’s stuff all the time and maybe I can give something back. I messaged my Work Wife (the International one) and asked if she would want to show her view from Hoboken New Jersey. We did a joint call and it was cool having two perspectives.

She was in and it was very helpful because I found out that it is pretty hard doing a live stream with nobody talking back to you. Shout out to those who got on and those who saw the feed. S/O to Atlanta, Memphis, Lyon France, San Pedro, Florida, New Jersey, New York and all others. The feed is still active until 12:40PM Eastern Standard Time today.

Here are some pics from Mr. 3 First Names and Lady Barrister. They watched it from their rooftop. I told them that in 40+ days I was never so jealous of them and (Calm your tits, we ain’t doing it folks) wanted to come see them and watch together. But that is irresponsible and selfish because other people live in that building so we stayed home.

I could be a male version of Anne Burrell
Shout out to the Work Wife (the international one) for agreeing to do this with me.
Hard to Tell but she and I both have them in our screens but from two different states and across 2 rivers.

Photo Credit by Mr. 3 First Names who I bet was just like me – A Kid in the Candy Store during all of this!
Mr. 3 First Names (this is the outbound flight to Long Island)
Outbound to Long Island and to see Homeless Tim in CT.
Coming back from CT and about to finish. The Building with half glass/half brick with the birdcage on the right side (That is our building)
So Fucking Cool! They were spraying Lysol on all of us by the way!
BobCat and Professor got married here. This may be a duplicate.
Watched my own feed. I say Shit a lot but I am kinda happy with what I put down there.
Again it was a great day and watching this from the 38th floor helps with neck strain.

Shout out to all you COVID-19 front line healthcare responders. Thank you for what you do. We are going to get through this. We are doing our part. We are staying home.

Maya The Monkey Head Takes Over the Blog For Today

Sorry Guys and Gals, I am taking over today’s post because my daddy is passed da Feck out napping this morning because his Cubs won Game 6 and we have Game 7 tonight. He didn’t say much last night but he did mention that he won’t blog about this past weekend because of some streak and a goat bad luck. I was only born 3 years ago, I don’t know what he talks about.

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“Let’s Go Cubs” is the last thing he said before he fell into the shower just like RJ used to do.

I hope to do more blogs, this ‘ish’ is kind of fun.

Maya the Monkey Head

Ps Go Cubs Go!!

Guest Blogger – Dead Elvis Week 2016 by Priscilla “The Georgian” Peach

So we are back from our Mexican vacation. I had planned during my absence to have a friend of mine blog about her recent trip to Memphis during Dead Elvis Week. But the internet in Mexico wasn’t that great….or was I juiced like a Ferrari the entire week……anyway it didn’t happen. We got back to New York this past weekend and since I screwed the Mexican iguana and didn’t get this posted last week I am going to give my friend, Priscilla “The Georgian” Peach, top Monday billing. Now before you 6 readers start busting my balls because P squared is much more attractive than I am and writes a helluva lot better than my drunken ramblings you are going to have to wait till she starts her own blog. I did enjoy seeing her pictures of Memphis and it is nice to know that there are still some 40 somethings out there who are Elvis Fans too!

Without further adieu I present Ms. Priscilla “The Georgian” Peach’s first blog entry, and please encourage her to rip off that Band-Aid and start blogging.
*Thanks Carol, I appreciate you writing about the trip and hope to see you on Elvis Presley Boulevard maybe next year.*

HERE IS Priscilla’s Blog Entry;

So I was asked to participate in a blog for “Dead Elvis Week”, I’m not sure CBT knew what he was asking when I returned.  Here is my back story on Elvis…

1973 Elvis performed in Atlanta, GA, I was 3, I was sent to my grandmothers, mad and crying while my parents went to the show.  Never forgave them, I already loved him then. cg 1August 16, 1979- I’m on the way to Memphis to see my future husband, I’m 7.  In a motel in Nashville, I learn that Elvis is dead.  So the parental units are really in a mess now.  We were there for a Southeastern Shrine Convention, 2,000 Shriners plus 20,000+ people for Elvis’s death, one can only imagine, and I remember it like it was yesterday.  Memphis is the hottest place on earth in August, now add 20,000 unexpected guests + 2,000 Shriners = Hot Mess/Dumpster Fire. (I got to do everything Elvis that I wanted, during this week)

How I was reconnected:

So I fell off the Elvis grid for a long time and was in the closet, I had my cd’s I listened to occasionally and always listened during Christmas, ALWAYS watched my Elvis movies whenever they were on.  I learned a friend was a fan, she said, “you have to come to Brunswick with us to Elvis Fest,cg2

They’re Elvis Tribute Artists” (ETA’S).  Sure, Ok? I’m in, I’m up for anything.  My first encounter with ETA’s, I was a little nervous, I thought I had walked into the Elvis Twilight Zone and I wasn’t sure what was about to happen.  It was a “meet and greet” the night before the Brunswick Elvis Fest, I had my eyes on everyone, some more than others.  What in hell is about to happen?  This is the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen, well, that’s questionable, but pretty weird.  I’m not sure I’m happy about this.  These guys are trying to be Elvis, they all resemble Elvis, this is not happening to me right now. We are jammed in a tiny lobby with a LOT of women packed on top of each other, Tina and I being the youngest by far. Tina says, “There is so in so, do you want your picture with him?” I said, “No, I’m good, I’m trying to quit.”  The next day was all Elvis ALL day in the theater.  Later, in the courtyard, I hear Elvis….I turn my head and I said, “Who is THAT?” Our ETA friend said, “Alex Mitchell, young guy, he’s good.”  I said, “Oh yeah, he is!”cg3

He sounds phenomenal and looks even better. I was hooked my reintroduction to the man I always loved…Elvis.

One reason we went to Memphis during Elvis week, Alex was in the finals for Semi Pro and won his division and our other favorites were in the Ultimate and Pro Division Contests.

We made some great friends on this trip, some OLD, some new, some I can’t mention, some that slipped away, some that were right there on stage in my face, I didn’t even know it. Saturday night Jeff Lewis and Friends after Party,cg4

These handsome guys are singing, I know Jeff Lewis, I didn’t know the other two or so I thought. Listening to Elvis XM Radio Sunday morning, I hear, “signing off, guest DJ Jon Waterhouse, had a great time at the Saturday night after party.”  I message a Jon that I know and said, “I have a crazy question? Are you on Elvis XM in Memphis?”… I sure am, Crazy Elvis fan, instant connection watched him on stage, didn’t even realize it was him.  I hadn’t seen Jon since High School so it had been a minute. We never connected in Memphis but we did through Elvis, that’s what matters.

I’ve been very fortunate to travel, see beautiful places, and have fun, but Elvis Week was one of the greatest experiences I’ve had in a long time.  I’m not sure why it took me 39 years to return.  It will not be my last.cg5

Reconnected with an old Memphisinian (HA) *She is referring me* and he suggested a great restaurant on our first night. *Some joint on Monroe btw Front and Main named Bardog. Anyone ever been there?*cg6

My running buddy…Tina Brock!!

cg7Graceland silliness, No makeup left after that tear fest

cg8I stood, walked, ran, talked, sat in the rain more than I can ever remember.  One time to get the car so an Elvis wouldn’t mess up his hair….Club Handy: Where Everybody knew our name.

cg10Club Handy Friends on Beale Street

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The Racquetball Room, Graceland, Elvis played piano here for the last time before getting ready to go on his next tour.  He went inside to Graceland where he passed away soon after at the age of 42.  Walking into this building was not a good moment for me.

Sun Studios and the backdoor where he would enter, I believe we saw the ghost of Elvis

Well Elvis is gone, Alex is too young for me, I’ll just have to keep loving the ETA’s, and appreciating their love of the King.

Thanks Priscilla for the entry. By the way, since the “Fellow Bloggers You Should Also Read” didn’t get off the ground if you want to be a “Guest Blogger” let me know.