So what's a supercentenarian? A mythical creature? A superhero? Nope, it's just somebody that's lived over 100 years. No easy feat if you ask me.
I got to thinking about birthdays a few days ago on a long car ride coming back from a wedding. One of my roommates said something about thinking she had been alive for a million hours, or something to that effect. Ok, I failed college math, but she had to be waaaay off.
Thanks to cell phone calculators, we determined that a million hours is about 114 years. After we were done making fun of her, we discovered that 1/4 of a million hours is roughly 23.5 years; a milestone that is quickly approaching for me.
Birthdays are cool, but you do get one every year, so they aren't 'that' special. Now a quarter of a million hours, that's something. I mean, how many of those are you going to get? Half a million hours is pretty sweet, three quarters is awesome, but very few people have ever pulled off the whole million.
So in a few months, I'm going to party like my odometer is hitting 250,000.
This foxy lady is a smooth 119 (aka, 1,000,000 plus hours) in this picture.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Supercentenarian?
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Joan Rivers?
Men just aren't the same as they were in the wild west, the woman said.
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