If you’ve been keeping up with the blocks, No. 78 is akin to entering the final turn on a racetrack. You’re more than halfway but not quite on the homestretch yet.
Ever since I heard it on the radio this morning, I’ve had “I’m going to Graceland… Graceland… Memphis, Tennessee…” running through my head.
Except I’m not going to Graceland, I’m headed to Pasadena, California today – Tuesday. I tried changing the lyrics to suit my plans but alas, it doesn’t have the same flow – which might be why Paul Simon went to Graceland instead of California.