Is it just me, or does anyone else find it abnormally weird that the day that Madonna Ciccone should come into the world is the same day (although not the same year) that the King of Rock'n'Roll should leave it?
Today is the 30th anniversary of the death of Elvis Presley, and it's just as hot a sticky today as it was in 1977. Actually, I think it's even hotter. Last night, a 67-year old fan visiting from out of town died in a tent pitched over behind the RV park across from Graceland. I suppose if one has to go, across the street from the shrine during the week of August 16 would be the penultimate for your average, die-hard fan.
From the "neither up nor down" department: today is also the birthday, in 1763 of Frederick Augustus, second son of King George III of England. As such, he was ennobled the Duke of York, and was entrusted with the command of the domestic military forces of Great Britain. He was immortalized in a nursery rhyme for his failed campaigns in the Netherlands. We used to love singing this as children.