Elvis is in the House

Odd Friday night occurance in a small agricultural/college town. Here's the deal. We were at Swenson's (which amazingly has a restaurant or two in Saudi Arabia) when Elvis walked in. We stared like any well-behaved people would and A went a step further and started making rather loud comments about Elvis and people profiting off Elvis' death. Of course, then Elvis turned around and said that there was more to impostering than just profit (but did not elaborate on what the 'something more' was).

Anyway, there were a gaggle of well-manicured girls at the two tables next to ours and they got Elvis to pose with them and take pictures. And then he started singing "Blue Suede Shoes." Acoustics weren't great, nor was there music, but it was still interesting. He was a little short to be Elvis, but gosh darn it, he sure sounded like the King himself. He entertained us all for about 30 minutes - quite interesting and as K observed, "Who knew Friday was Elvis night at Swenson's?"