I have never been a big Elvis fan but Heather is. It was a slow day and we had the house to ourselves.
The home was much smaller than what you would imagine, almost quaint compared to modern rock star "cribs".
The house was a time capsule of kitch. I wouldn't mind a TV room like this.
Well that's me sitting on top of Elvis' corpse. I feel a bit guilty that I made it to his grave before Houdini.