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"Houston?  I've eaten those damn pills. *YUK*  Okay, on goes the helmet... Can you hear me?   Okay, good, the mic works...   I've made the grade?  Whaddya mean by that?  I got my PhD five years ago!  Whose shirts do I wear??  MINE, you dirt eating moron!..."

Jim's Last Ride

I remember a few years ago when somebody told me their account of Morrison's death. The story was that he OD'ed in a club and his buddies took him back to the place he was found. That really fired my imagination -- did they take him STRAIGHT home?

Picture yourself wandering through nighttime Paris with a rock star's corpse. "Hey, let's prop him up here for a bit!" "Don't run away lady! He's the Lizard King! He can do anything!" "Waiter? There's something horribly wrong with this coffee!"

A Fun Party Game

THE PREMISE: Elvis Presley did NOT die, but went into hiding. Unfortunately, his yacht crashed on a deserted island. Now, this place has all the survival needs a fella could want, bar one. It has no recorded music! Imagine Elvis' distress, even though his health has otherwise returned..

Happily, you've been secretly assigned the task of getting ten CDs (yes, I mean ten discs total) which will then be parachuted in, along with a solar-powered CD boom box and set of instructions. ("Don't eat those shiny things, Elvis! They're not boats!")

What would you send?

Variation One: Okay, suppose Big E DID take music with him, so all you have to worry about is updating him on stuff released since August '78.

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