welcome to blelvis

Are you ever nostalgic for the days of Blelvis -- Black Elvis, who used to skulk around the streets of Adams Morgan and sing you any Elvis Presley song you could think of? I'm beginning to think that he's been a casualty of the "War on Terror" --
such that the Bush administration was terrified of a black man singing Elvis Presley songs, and had him deported to Guantanamo as an "enemy singer/impersonator." There's been a guy named Pelvis, the Peruvian Elvis, walking around Adams Morgan lately, but it's fishy. There's also someone going around named Whouis Armstrong, the White Louis, but that's not the same either. And Juke Ellington, the Jewish Duke. All of these men cannot be trusted, and are probably undercover NSA Agents, aka Non Steroidal Anti-inflammatory Agents, who have been sent out to reduce swelling in urban areas. But I'm here to tell you -- that's a violation of our constitutional rights.

If you, too, would like to swell in an urban area, join us for another round of Drink & Walk, the happy hours that stands for an American's right to inflammation. All the other happy hours would rather that you apply an ice pack, or elevate your limbs, or take an aspirin. But not Drink & Walk. We want you to be roused, rowdy, ridiculous, omnivorous, and, in the words of Mike Tyson: "Ludicrouth." We want you to be so inflamed, it'll be ludicrouth how inflamed you are. i.e., Party for your right to swell, swelter, helter-skelter.