Elvis needs boats

I once saw an educational television program that was meant to warn impressionable minds of the dangers of cocaine. The program began by showing why people take cocaine. In the first ten minutes that show had me convinced that I should try it. It said that the cocaine triggers something in the brain that allows you to experience extreme pleasure. Pleasure so intense that you can only experience it with the help of the cocaine. That sounds good, right? I guess what is bad is that once you experience something that great then the normal happy moments in life seem depressing in comparison, which leads to more cocaine and an eventual life on the street…or so the show said. I'm not going to try cocaine afterall, but the show almost had me convinced. I went to a party last night and there were two girls there doing cocaine. One of them invited me on a weekend road trip to Memphis. We could see Graceland, look for Elvis, be tourists, and drink. "Sounds fun," I said. "But I need to design a poster for Johnny." I don't know what to design, but I though I should share that with you as I procrastinate.