This is it. The final stretch. The light at the end of the tunnel. The 9th inning. The 18th hole. The winter of my content. However you want to put it. We went and picked up our graduation duds yesterday on the way to class. Cost a lot less than I was expecting - $76 bucks, and that included extra for the red doohickey around my neck and a U of U Alumni license plate frame. Now I just have to decide which car it's going to go on.