Justice and I cleaned the garage yesterday and took a load of household garbage to the dump. In the process I discovered a paper crown from Burger King. I promptly claimed it for the one true king, entered my small abode and placed it carefully upon the regal paper brow of my classic stand-up Elvis. He accepted it with reverence and now stands with the proud and proper posture of a royal legend in chagrin. Annie drove us to GR in PM, got Wallis and went out for Chinese dinner. We ran into Scott and Frieda Hall and had a brief but delightful visit.