I’m working and still suffering from my post-Paris (darn you, Walter, she isn’t a boy!) crankiness, so here’s my wrap-up of tonights Elvis-oriented special:

Boy it sucks when my favorite singer has gone. It’s like watching Ultra Special Really Good Karaoke. Sure, the singing is alright, but why the hell should I care? So, instead of these cats, do you know what I’m going to do? I’m switching over to the Avs game (a much tougher series for the Avs).