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4 years and 7 days since Blog creation...

My first post to this blog was on Monday 12/27/2004. It seems like so long ago, especially if time is a way to measure change and I look back at all the changes that have happened since then. I would say that time seems to pass more quickly when things are changing a lot and when we are trying to do as much as we can in the short amount of time we have to do it in.
I thought that this was interesting, according to http://www.timeanddate.com/date/duration.html, from 12/27/2004 up to today there have been 1468 days.
1468 days can be converted to one of these units:
* 126,835,200 seconds
* 2,113,920 minutes
* 35,232 hours
* 209 weeks (rounded down)
And in that ridiculous amount of time I have only posted 52 times to my blog. That is only 1 post per month (28 days) on average. Not the best I can do by a long shot, considering all the stuff I am doing each day. Not a very accurate reflection of all the change and adventures during that time. So, for 2009 and on, I will be posting more often, maybe once a week, about all the stuff I am up to and find interesting. I suppose this is my new year's resolution, one of them at least. :)

Happy New Year and here we go!
-BK

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  1. I have done a terrible job on this issue... :)

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