My grandfather passed away this year at the age of 94. By the time he passed away this world was so different, so unbelievably frightening that I can’t imagine what it must have been like to go out in public. How many recessions had he lived through? Wars? Natural disasters?

If we can gauge our life expectancy by our elders, that means I have approx. 66 years left on this planet. Sounds like a lot?

Check this out:

I will have approx. 24090 days left to live.

That’s 588160 hours.

I will sleep for approx. 192720 of those hours.

I will eat for approx. 36135 of those.

That leaves 371350 hours remaining to get shit done. Not nearly enough time. I could live 10 times that amount and still never do the things I want to do.

Which means I most definitely don’t have time to scroll through status updates everyday.

I don’t need to sell you on how clever I think I am. I don’t need Facebook to meet women or post pictures of my cat (WHICH I WILL STILL BE DOING ON THIS BLOG SOMEWHERE).

All of the information I want to collect can be done via RSS feeds. If you want to talk to me, my email is admin at phillipmarlow.com.