An Extra Day in the Life: What I Should Have Done for Leap Year
Yes, it is a leap year, and for the past three Earth orbits, we have accumulated an extra six hours totalling eighteen. This year, that final six has resulted in an extra day. It is a whole other day that we would not have had if the Aztec calendar were in place. Thank heavens. So, with an extra day on my hands, I struggled to make the most of my windfall.
I woke late. I usually wake early, but for some reason, probably psychological, I rose late at nearly 11 am. I fed myself a smoothie and a hardboiled egg, some chai and did the crossword and sudoku. I ran six miles, did 200 crunches and push-ups, and prepared chili for dinner. I showered, did some banking, read like a motherfucker, watched the lakers lose, and am now sitting at my laptop writing this blog entry. Not very exciting for a whole extra day in the life. Here is what I would have done if I were an adventurous gadabout:
1. Written a letter to my grandmother (I miss her).
2. Dropped acid (I mean, come on, an extra day that doesn’t even count?).
3. Called my friend Justin, whose birthday was on the 28th (phew, almost missed that one!).
4. Started a rock garden (I just saw Karate Kid again last night. Brilliance!).
5. Kept traveling around the world to be suspended in “no-time” (expensive).
6. Fought the law and won.
7. Had Hamburger Helper (I’ve never had it!).
8. Fixed the Time-Flux-Capacitor.
9. Written my pen pal in Rangoon (Poor Tumansuquet!).
10. Fielded questions about steroid use.
Well, there’s always next Leap Year.