I know that there must be a rational explanation, but I just can't come up with it, why a person would go see an Elvis Impersonator at all let alone for $ 40.00 a pop? For that much you could have come and seen the real Neil Sedak or was it Neil Diamond at Madison Square Garden. I'm pretty sure it would have been just as interesting, and kinda like seeing Elvis as the photo in the paper showed whatever Neil it was in a jumpsuit.

The Last Supper on the Suburban brings to mind my own religious encounter of the week. I was looking for something on my dresser when my St. Jude statue took a fall. This seemed like a very bad omen to me as St. Jude is the patron saint of impossible causes and I had managed to decapitate him. Luckily for me, I had the miraculous Super Glue (maybe I should pray to it instead) and was able to do a successful head reattachment.

Mojo and Cookie got their hair cut today and now both are "good looks".