Let's be honest. The 29th of February doesn't exist.
I realize that February got the shaft when they handed out days to all of the months. But honestly, Calendar, do you think that February feels any better about itself when it gets a bonus day once every four years? That’s like Archie Manning giving Cooper a pat on the back once every four years and expecting him to believe that he loves him as much as Peyton and Eli.
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| Did you even know there was a third Manning? |
Again, I say – the 29th of February doesn’t exist.
And we should treat it as such.
I will explain what I mean in the form of a challenge:
You should live your life on the 29th of February as if it isn't a real day.
Sure, you can go to your job, take care of your kids, and watch your favorite television shows.
But do just one thing out of the ordinary.
Partake in one completely random and pointless activity. For example:
- Having absolutely no intention of buying a new car, go to a car dealership and test drive one.
- Walk into a McDonalds and ask if they have hot dogs.
- Stand in an elevator as close to the back wall as possible, facing the wall. Don't turn around for any reason.
- Walk into Staples, grab a pen, and hand it to the cashier. When she says "one fifty," sheepishly hand her two dollars. When she gives you your change, coyly ask, "Can I take the pen now?" When she says yes, smile delightedly and say, "That was easy!" and leave.
- Go to a crowded area with a doll or teddy bear. Dance with it or beat the shit out of it. Your choice.
Or do something random, but not as pointless:
- Go to your local library and find a book by simply walking through the aisles. Then sit down and read the first twenty pages.
- Go to an early morning mass of a religion that is not your own.
- Watch a movie by yourself at the theater.
Or, (and I like this option the best) do something awesome.
- Volunteer at a homeless shelter.
- Tutor a kid.
- Volunteer at an animal shelter.
- Donate money to a worthy charity.
- Buy a pizza or a hamburger for a homeless person on the street.
The important rule is that you tell nobody about what you did.
Nobody.
It is a secret between you and yourself.
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When I was a very little kid, I would sometimes bury pennies in the backyard or at the playground.
I used a stick to dig a small hole, then placed the penny inside and covered it up, making a mental picture of exactly where it was buried. I then imagined myself as a grown man, coming back and digging up my treasure.
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| It was kinda like this. |
I’m not sure why Little Youngman thought it was a good idea to hide pennies. I’m equally unsure why Little Youngman thought that Big Youngman would take the time to come back to dig up the pennies.
Apparently, Big Youngman would be very broke.
But regardless of my intentions, the fact remains that I put long-term investments into the ground.
Being too concerned for their well-being as well as too impatient, however, I typically dug them back up the next day.
* * *
Today, these memories are faded, but what is still very tangible is the feeling I got when I thought about my buried pennies while they were in the ground. They were… mine.
I had toys that were my own. Sure.
But those buried pennies were mine.
Because I was the only person in the world that knew their location. I was the only person who could dig them up. And not only was I the only person who knew where they were, but I was the only person who knew that the buried secrets existed at all.
It was a secret that belonged to me, and to me alone. It was a good feeling. It was a powerful feeling.
If you do something random on Leap Day like test drive a car, then you have probably done something silly and pointless, but you have still stepped out of your ordinary life for a moment. Perhaps it was exciting. Perhaps it was stupid. But either way, it doesn’t matter because you did it on a day that doesn’t exist. And nobody knows about it. It is your own buried penny.
And if you do something awesome like anonymously donate your time or money, you will feel great -- especially because you can be positive that you did it completely unselfishly.
And that is worth much more than a penny.
-Youngman Brown
Leap Day may have passed, but you don't have to wait four years to do something insane or insanely awesome. Go and do it. Just don't tell anyone.
Leap Day may have passed, but you don't have to wait four years to do something insane or insanely awesome. Go and do it. Just don't tell anyone.









In honor of the fake day, I may go and poop on a neighbor's doorstep in the middle of the night. Their house is plagued by stray cats, and they poop all over his steps. What if, all of a sudden, a GIANT cat appeared???
ReplyDeleteThis is only acceptable if you put it in a bag and light it on fire.
DeleteI used to do stuff like that when I was in high-school, like going to a mall with friends and then pretending to kick the crap out of a stuffed animal.
ReplyDeleteWe have a squirrel in our yard who likes to hide peanuts in my mom's flowers. So many hidden peanuts.
Really?!? I have never seen it done, but I would love to see people's reactions to such a sight!
DeleteLOL I'll take some of your suggestions for the non-existant day.
ReplyDeleteand, UG, I can't stand Eli Manning. He always looks clueless and only yells Omaha, Omaha!! lol
Don't know if you could possibly hate him as much as I do.
DeleteReally? Then we'll get along well...hahaha I stumbled across a page a few weeks ago thats just pictures of all his dumb faces. I have to find it again.
DeleteThe hard part for me is, I live in NY!!!
You'll definitely have to send me that link.
DeleteI live in Philly, so my hatred is both justified and shared.
The elevator suggesting, appealed to my warped sense of humour and had me laughing out loud.
ReplyDeleteGreat ideas and great post.
Yea, the elevator scenario is something I could definitely see myself doing, even on non-leap days.
DeleteThanks!
I've often thought of having a random conversation out loud with no Bluetooth headset in sight. I wonder if people would just think there was a headset? Or perhaps the worlds smallest headset? Or just that I was crazy.
ReplyDeleteI'm glad little Youngman didn't have a darker side that buried cats alive in shoeboxes to make them "his" lol.
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Oh, you should definitely do the Bluetooth thing. People would either think you were crazy or that you had a Bluetooth installed in your brain or something.
ReplyDeleteAnd that is so sick re: buried cats. I love it.
Well, I was going to kick a bunch of six-year olds on that day, but I really like your suggestion of doing something awesome!
ReplyDeleteLove the analogy with the penny and everything about this post:)
And I am glad you buried pennies instead of cats...that would have made the story go in a whole other direction!
Leave the 6-year olds alone and stick to the dolls and teddy bears :)
DeleteWell gosh this was an pretty awesome post...too bad it doesn't really exist...BWUAHAHAHA!!!
ReplyDeleteThat is why I posted it two days early :P
DeleteI pretend it's leap year everyday...therefore, you do not exist :)
DeleteDammit. I think that means you win.
DeleteOnce when I was little my great-grandfather took me into the back yard to get money from his money tree. He pulled out a knife and dug a silver dollar out of the wood. I was amazed.
ReplyDeleteApparently, when he first got married he corked the tree in twenty places and 'planted' a coin in every hole, replaced the cork and let it grow back. He started digging them out when he had grandkids. It took over forty years before he was able to impress the first grandkid, but he thought it was well worth it.
Wow that's actually pretty awesome.
DeleteSo long as he didn't use an axe to get them out ;)
Pointless factoid: My previous alias was Cinnamon Brown. Maybe we could have been blog cousins! Kidding!
ReplyDeleteMy whole life seems like a series of February 29th's, the pointlessness, that is. I think I'll do something awesome on the actual day this year!
I, too, am a very secretive person. I never tell all there is to know about me, people just wouldn't understand. I believe in flying under the radar, you can get away with so much and dodge the 'twenty questions' if you pretend to be 'normal'!
*giant, glazed-over doe eyes* I LOVE that squirrel! I want to cuddle the stuffing out of it!
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Hope you made it through your taxes OK. :)
Perhaps we ARE long lost cousins!
DeleteThat is something I would be okay with.
Me, too. I don't have any family! :)
DeleteLove this post so. much.
ReplyDeleteI don't recall any strange happenings that I partook on a leap year, so I think I'll take a silly suggestion of yours and do it around my place of employment. It won't seem weird at all. Trust me. People are strange here.
Well thanks :)
DeleteAnd go for it. Just don't blame me if you get fired!
I actually enjoy going to the movies alone. I mean, what's the point of company - are you going to talk? (I do go with others, but it's not a necessity.)
ReplyDeleteI'll have to find something else to do. ...maybe buy an axe for "no reason". ;)
I used to make fun of my ex for doing this, but I actually have done it twice in the past year, and must say that it isn't really that bad.
DeleteMost likely it will end up being the subject of a future post.
I adore this post. I'm also gonna take your advice and do something random tomorrow because I think it's a brilliant idea. I tend to do random things anyway, but this time I'll make it something memorable.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the idea!!
I adore you!
DeleteMake it memorable, just don't tell anyone :)
That is the best thing I've heard all day. Thank you so much! It's the Kelly Ripa obsession isn't it? I adore me for adoring her too. Ha!
ReplyDeleteI won't tell a soul!
I actually had a boyfriend in high school whose dad was born on February 29. He told us he only got to truly celebrate his birthday every 4 years. As a kid, that always made me sad.
ReplyDeleteMy sister is due in two weeks. I told her to make sure she doesn't have the baby tomorrow for this very reason.
DeleteWhen I was a kid, I used to bury my GI Joes in the backyard inside those little plastic vending machine eggs, then dig him up a week or so later. I imagined it was awesome for him to emerge as a time traveler. And me, well I invented the poor man's time machine.
ReplyDeleteThat's awesome!
DeleteI think you need to write a story from the GI Joe's perspective.
Great way to adapt it to a meaningful holiday, Youngman Brown! Kudos for your ingenuity, and the powerful memories of the secret buried penny.
ReplyDeleteI'll participate, for sure. I'm all about some random.
Thanks! Good to have you on board :)
DeleteThis is an awesome post and I am a little upset that I am reading it when 29th February is nearly over.
ReplyDeleteI might have have to take a raincheck and do these another day and pretend it is the 29th
“Lizard Happy”
That's okay. You can do it any day!
DeleteI literally laughed out loud when I read the thing about Archie not loving Cooper as much as Peyton and Eli. Poor Cooper.
ReplyDeleteHaha good. I always felt bad for that guy. Really tough luck.
DeleteGreat post. If I could, I'd high five you right now.
ReplyDeleteConsider yourself cyber high-fived.
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