graved there two hundred and sixty-three years

Day 263: Muffins are tasty.

my will is my beloved wife Nelly have two hundred and sixty two dollars in cash

Day 262: My reflection's in the door, I assure you.

assigned to special duty, two hundred and sixty-one

Day 261: Pooped in NYC.

two hundred sixty is the magic constant

Day 260: In front of the hotel in NYC off West 79th Street.

two hundred and fifty-nine citizens attended

Day 259: In Times Square with Darrell.

made in free-fall orbits – from Terra to Mars, two hundred fifty-eight Terran days

Day 258: Eating dinner in NYC.

two hundred and fifty-seven illustrations

Day 257: My spiffy new tongue and belly rings arrived. I was happy.

two hundred and fifty-six circles and squares randomly distributed

Day 256: We watched the squirrels, and they were merry.

two hundred fifty-five has its own article

Day 255: I barely remember taking this picture.

for other uses, see 254

Day 254: Mother and Father got to come visit.

two hundred fifty-three… two hundred fifty-four… “Pa?” “… Yes, son?” “How long we gotta stand here?” “Until I get to five hundred.”

Day 253: I had a confusing day.

her body contained two hundred and fifty-two members

Day 252: Porch Time.

down to two hundred and fifty-one

Day 251: Tequila Time.

this is two hundred and fifty words

Day 250: Snuggly Osiris (again).

Local 249 is located in Pleasant Valley

Day 249: Snuggly Osiris.

ordered with all the two hundred and forty-eight members of thy body

Day 248: Spiffy teeth.

24/7 Customer is an offshore call center

Day 247: I almost went to sleep without taking a picture...

two hundred forty-six cases compared to previous experience

Day 246: We went to see my Memaw today.

two hundred and forty-five players are necessary to play continually

Day 245: I got to see my bestest buddy Brianne today!

two hundred and forty-four patients with positive ornithosis complement fixation

Day 244: Hugging Malley-san goodbye for the weekend.

it takes Venus two hundred and forty-three Earth days to travel around the sun

Day 243: I finally talked Osiris into sitting in my lap instead of on the keyboard. For the moment...

the deputation of the nobility was comprised of two hundred and forty-two

Day 242: My ass hurts. Dammit.

this water-sand was struck at one thousand two hundred and forty-one feet

Day 241: Don't you feel sorry for me? Note the puppy dog eyes and pained expression. (Also note that I was too lazy to change clothes at all.)

then the Mother Ship arrives with a trunk full of the aforementioned two hundred and forty dollas worth o' pudd'n

Day 240: This was surely moments before I cracked my tailbone on the trash can in the kitchen...

239 good ideas from 239 cities

Day 239: Osiris was getting jealous, so I took a picture of him, too.

what is Interstate 238 and why the big deal?

Day 238: I just can't get enough of my Malley Cat.

"Um. Two hundred thirty-seven." "I'M TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-SEVEN?"

Day 237: Quick photo op with O'Malley.

"Something like two hundred thirty-six." "What?! SOMETHING LIKE TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-SIX?"

Day 236: I scanned film negatives today. One hundred seventy-nine film negatives, to be precise. Note: the stack of negatives on the desk remaining to be scanned. (Bonus points to whoever knows where the quote above is from.)

two hundred and thirty-five poles to two sower woods and the edge of a small sink

Day 235: I vegged. Then, I helped a friend to move some stuff. Okay, so I wasn't much help. I just stood around and ate peanuts, a chocolate bunny, and some Peeps. But I would've helped, if I could've. Crap! I just realized I forgot to get the Xmas cactus out of the sink.

two hundred and thirty-four pounds of air was used to blow up the 26 basketballs

Day 234: Blegh.

only two hundred thirty-three days left until the Sigcomm deadline.

Day 233: Malley likes to wash me. I'm not sure why.

RS-232 is a sort of "do all" specification, and as such is not perfect

Day 232: This picture is a bit late... Does my penitent expression make up for it?