seven years

I’ve just been informed that today marks seven years since I registered exit265c.com and five years since I moved to WordPress and got around to making my @exit265c.com email address.

I have too many milestones and anniversaries scattered around to mark them all, but I wanted to note this one.

I’ve broken my promise of updating at least once a week. It’s not that I haven’t done anything of note, I’ve just been so busy lately.

Example: I have about 30 hours to write two articles and a column. I haven’t done them yet because 1) I haven’t been inclined to really work off the clock lately and 2) I was single the last time I was a reporter and would write articles in the time I now use to look at my wife’s butt.

That’s a lame excuse.

I can’t blame not updating this on looking at my wife’s butt, but I like to be out more now that I’m back in Richmond and I need to regain that balance I had the first time of chronicling hitting a trail or general exploring. Case in point: I went to the Valentine Museum last weekend and then looked at some art in a couple galleries downtown. I have nothing to show for it.

I’ve been lazy and undisciplined.

Don’t even ask me about Project 792.

I used to keep tiny notebooks with me to chronicle trips. I did that recently — I took notes for my Boston trip and the second Nashville adventure. I’m exceptionally proud of my note taking for Nashville II.

I really need to get back into the habit. I once said this blog is my external memory. I used to be able to consult the viaduct to resolve disputes on what happened when.

I need to get my memory back.

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