Fiction entry wins first place!

The sentence first published here (see September archives)has
been published again in the Memphis Mensa Newsletter as the
first-place winner in the Memphis Mensa Bad Fiction Contest.

(here's the sentence)

It is January 8, just another bleak winter's day for most people, but for me the day that carries the heavy double shoulder-burden of Elvis' birth in 1935 and Dave Thomas' death sixty-seven years later; my battered Buick station wagon roars through the morning mist out of Bear Bryant's childhood homeland, crossing the black father-of-waters into the looming triangular grip of a strange Egyptian icon crawling up into the gray Tennesse sky like the dark fist in the opening scene of some grotesque Nazi propaganda movie.