Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Poorboys and Pilgrims with Families and We are Going to Thailand

No, wait. That's not the way Paul Simon wrote it.

Still, I can't get that song out of my head. I sing it in the shower. I hum it while I'm making photocopies at work.

And in the place where Paul sings Graceland, Graceland, Graceland, I sing Thailand, Thailand, Thailand.

We will go there for our honeymoon.

To Thailand, not Graceland.

Can you even call a trip taken six months after the wedding a honeymoon?

I think I'll just call it a trip instead.

The plane tickets have been purchased.

Various travel guides are strewn about the house like happy debris.

And on December 27th, we will board a plane at JFK and disappear into the sky.

Until then, I'll just keep singing the song.