One Thousand
If it was a year it would be medieval. If it was a jackpot it would be negligible. If it was a score it would be ... well, high. (Can't seem to find a sport where 1,000 is even possible, let alone perfection.)
This morning, one thousand (1,000 in the Associated Press style to which I am accustomed but which I don't always follow here) is the number of blog posts I've written since February 7, 2010.
Not perfection, not even close, but a tidy sum — about 900 more than I thought I would write. Because I seldom write on Sunday, it will be an even one thousand for two days running.
So today I'm savoring a number: One thousand, or even better, one thousand and counting.
(There are many more than one thousand grains of sand on this beach.)
This morning, one thousand (1,000 in the Associated Press style to which I am accustomed but which I don't always follow here) is the number of blog posts I've written since February 7, 2010.
Not perfection, not even close, but a tidy sum — about 900 more than I thought I would write. Because I seldom write on Sunday, it will be an even one thousand for two days running.
So today I'm savoring a number: One thousand, or even better, one thousand and counting.
(There are many more than one thousand grains of sand on this beach.)
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