Number of turntables I owned on Monday: zero.
Number of turntables I owned on Tuesday: two.
Number of pounds I had to haul home by bus: Apparently twice my weight, judging from the complaints my shoulders have been making all day.
Number of turntables I own that can play 78s: hopefully one. The one I unboxed last night can't, unless I've been misinformed and 78s are supposed to spin at the same speed as 33 rpm LP records.