Day: June 3, 2005

Crap, the pressure is on – 29 is perfect age for a big idea. According to the article:

The age represents the optimum combination of education and energy levels required for great ideas to emerge, according to the study.

That means starting this September I’ve gotta hunker down and think real hard. But at least I have a reprieve for genius:

However, the wait is even longer for true genius to show. In the past century the age at which great inventors and Nobel prize winners made their life-changing discoveries increased by six years, with the average now just short of 40.

(thanks to Donncha)

P.S.(If you don’t feel like registering for the article, try out BugMeNot. I finally installed the Firefox extension and it works.)

The following entry was originally posted only to LiveJournal in order to keep things secret from Lisa. I have added these to my blog with the original timestamp for posterity’s sake.

Ok, it’s starting to burn a hole in my pocket. What, you may ask, would be doing that? Well, it’s fairly small, made of white gold, and features a diamond. In case you couldn’t guess, yes, it’s an engagement ring. For those of you who don’t know the progress, Lisa and I have been openly speaking of marriage, and she has certainly made her feelings clear. For me, it’s been all about the logistics – getting the ring, planning the moment, etc. Of course, now I’m in full fledged panic mode.

No, it’s not cold feet. I’m very comfortable with the idea of spending the rest of my life with Lisa. The problem is, I want the moment to be just right for her. And yes, it does matter. And now I’m just going nuts about it, because I want to do it, but I’m not quite ready. And so I am instead carrying around this expensive bit of jewelry, and can’t let her know. Which would be why I’m making the rare appearance on LJ. I have to talk about it, but Lisa actually does read my website from time to time.

The one thing for certain is that I want to do it in Hoboken. It’s where we met, where our life together started, and has just played an essential role for both of us. I was leaning towards doing it right in the middle of the sidewalk in front of the bar formerly known as the Rodeo Ristra, since that is where we met. But now timing is the thing. The part of me that’s itching to get it done with before I explode says to just throw it together this weekend. I’m sure it would be great, but not exactly what I was hoping for. I could always wait until Tuesday and say that I wanted to check out something at the OpenMic – as much as it’s changed it would still be very appropriate for us. Now it turns out that an artist she loved but thought had disappeared will be playing in Hoboken on the 14th. What a perfect evening that could be – but I’m afraid of putting it off too far.

Well, I’d have to say the chances of it being tonight are pretty slim, as I’m just too darned tired to be romantic. If I make it past this weekend without bursting, I’ll probably be able to put a good plan together. Assuming that the ring doesn’t fall out of the hole now burned into my pocket.

Give me an inch and I take a week. I have been zonked of late. Saturday was my day of rest (which actually resulted in some running around that I will explain later). Sunday was the third installment of Lisa’s friends getting married and filling our weekends. Congratulations Anthony and Jen! It was a good time, even if the food was a tad on the dry side. Nevertheless, tons of dancing left us pretty tired, and that was just the start of the weekend. For that night, we drove down to my sisters to prepare for our trip to North Carolina.

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