For my weekly update this time around, I won’t bore you with self-deprecation or pester you with countless anecdotes. Rather, how ‘bout some numbers?
Saturday marked the two-month mark of my stay here in the shopping metropolis of Durham, North Carolina. So here, ladies and gentlemen, are some fascinating figures from my first 60-plus days in this beacon of college hoops.
1 — Number of times I have done laundry. I must admit, however, that I’m just days (and a couple dirty socks) away from being due again.
1 — Number of times, out of 17, J-bo has beaten me in tennis.
66 — Number of times J-bo and I have played chess (I lead 41-25).
0 — Number of times J-bo has played me in Boggle. If he did, he’d have a very large advantage.
3 — Number of times I have gone out on Franklin Street. This needs to increase.
2 — Duke basketball games I’ve covered. Hopefully more games — including ACC battles — to come.
20 — Number of dollars I owe my uncle Buzz from when he helped me buy furniture.
3,750 — Approximate amount of money I’ve burned since arriving. No worries, though. I’m back to my frugal ways, and I’m making a lofty $8.50 an hour washing dishes.
0 — Friends I’ve made outside of my family (and they were already my friends). Again, need to get out more.
137 — Approximate number of hours I’ve spent in front of our high-def, 37-inch, LCD TV. Again, I need to get out more.
3 — Number of sports magazines I now subscribe to — SI, ESPN, Sporting News. Which is two more than before the move. Yes, I know I need to diversify.
0 — Times I’ve been west to the mountains or east to the beach. Again, not cool.
1,418 — Estimated number of dishes I’ve already washed (not including at home).
804 — Amount of miles it took for J-bo and I to drive to Chicago for Thanksgiving.
2 — DVD documentaries I’ve made during my time here. Maybe I’ve found a new passion.
53 — Approximate number of whole carrots I’ve eaten. And my eyesight — except when it was blurred by some friendly work bleach — is very good.
12 — Estimated number of times J-bo and I have jumped in the community swimming pool after playing tennis. A few times, the water temperature was in the low 50s, according to J-bo’s expert analysis. Cold, very cold.
84 — Number of times I’ve gone up and down the three stories of stairs leading to our crib. No, this is not an exact figure.
OK, folks, I know the numbers are becoming stale. I promised not to put you to sleep. Hope you enjoyed. And, yes, a carrot a day is never a bad idea.
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