to say my mother loves elvis presley (and that is ABSTRACT, i know this) is an understatement.
to say my mother is OBSESSED with all things ELVIS is a fact of my life...
everybody knows it, i don't know why i feel sooooo awkward typing it.
(i had this thought whilst driving in the car on the interstate and wrote it down on a slip of paper going 70 mph in the fog)
IF I HAD EVER WANTED TO KISS MY MOM'S ASS AND/OR EARN HER FAVOR, ALL I WOULDA HAD TO'VE DONE WOULD BE TO FAKE A LOVE FOR ELVIS.
my mother has five children. none of whom figured that out. three of whom (probably five) are rebelling AGAINST it.
thats the nutshell blog of the year, i think
the amount of nuance contained up there, though it may appear rather simplistic is incredibly immense and intense.