More than seven months have passed since the day in Brunswick, Ga., when Kwame Brown, swaddled by the cloying heat and the love of adoring townsfolk, stood on the steps of the old city hall and was sent off to Washington, D.C., to become an NBA star. Wizards then-president of basketball operations Michael Jordan took Brown first in the draft, the first high-schooler ever picked No. 1. Now, on Kwame Brown Day, he stood sweating but resplendent, his 6-foot-11, 245-pound frame draped by a new suit, wisecracking to the crowd, relaxed and confident, perhaps more confident than your average 19-year-old from a small southern town, on the cusp of a great adventure.  It was a lifetime ago, a world apart from now, one of the last days of a totally different existence. And yet, "The time I've spent here has gone by so fast," Brown said last week. "Everything has been so quick."  Everything, that is, except Kwame Brown's progress on that road to stardom.  Bob Cohn, from the Washington Times, reports that despite his struggles this season, Kwame remains in good spirits waiting for his chance to shine.