Leap Year…one of those non-holiday special days that no one really seems to know what to do about it. That includes this blog person. I just know – as a lover of birthdays – how much it would suck if my birthday was February 29. Considering I was born during a leap year, I’m surprised I don’t actually know anyone with that birthdate. My husband could have fallen victim to it if he was born about 3 weeks later. I suppose you’d get a big celebration every four years when your actual birthday rolls around, but what do you do the rest of the time? Celebrate on February 28? March 1? The first 6 hours of March 1 since the extra day is to account for the extra quarter of a day it takes Earth to make its path around the sun? And is it an exact 6 hours or has some scientist figured out that we’re going to need to add in another extra day 343 years later in order to account for the Earth really taking 365 days, 6 hours and 7 minutes to make one complete lap? What if the Earth speeds up or gets lazy? You see, this is why I had to switch from being an engineering major in college. There would have been that whole mess with physics. There was a time I would have actually attempted to calaculate that kind of nonsense. No one cares about leap year. Unless you’re Hollywood and need to come up with some gimmicky movie like this one:
Of course I’d love to check this movie out, if only because I adore Amy Adams and would like to add a few non-animated, non-special-effects-laden overblown budget flicks to my movie resume. Happy Leap Year!