In a recent post about statistics on NBA names, among other things, I brought up Jimmy Butler’s consecutive minute streak. What was at 96 minutes when I last wrote about it has now extended to…(taking out calculator)…144 after helping Chicago steal Game 1 at Miami.

Playing 144 consecutive minutes is plenty more amazing than the things I’ve done during that same timeframe, which is five days. Here’s what I did. Read ‘em and Wheat.

During Butler’s consecutive minutes streak started, I:

• Worked out zero times, but I’d still be more effective on the court than Sam Young.
• Ate a 12-pack of string cheese on Saturday and one whole pizza on Sunday (chicken, cheese, and garlic-flavored).
• Slept until noon four out of five days. I’m just assuming I’ll sleep in today.
• Drank coffee after 6 p.m. four out of five days. No final exams until Thursday, so yeah.
• Drove my Jeep Grand Cherokee twice, got hit and run by an uninsured driver once.
• Thought about biking twice. Ate Fiber One bars instead.
• Logged out of Facebook once.
• Tweeted exactly 100 times.
• Deleted four tweets that either sucked or were spelt wrong.
• Took one picture of my cat eating a leaf. She was a trapeze artist in another life.
• Haven’t shaved, but searched for gray hairs on my hair every morning.
• Yawned six times while writing this.

Goodnight.

• Said goodnight at 6 a.m.
• Slowly turned into a vampire.

Tagged: Chicago Bulls, Jimmy Butler, Miami Heat