How to be a genius

Simple, but not easy.

clipped from www.newscientist.com How to be a genius My mother, rest her merry, brainy soul, convinced me early on that I was - as she liked to put it, quoting the cartoon character Yogi Bear - "SMARRR-ter than the average bear!" I happily assumed that my Yogi-like intelligence would ensure great things. My sense of entitlement grew when I easily won good marks in school, then grew some more when three different college professors told me I had a talent for writing. Rising to the top, I gathered, was a matter of natural buoyancy. The reality check came in my twenties, when nearly a decade of middling effort failed to cast the glow of my writing genius much beyond my study walls. By my early thirties I saw the obvious: my smarts and "talent" - above average or not - would count for little unless I outworked most of the other writers. Only when I started putting in some extra hours did I get anywhere. Extraordinary efforts Decade of dedication “Even the genius of Tiger Woods had to be laboriously constructed”

Kafka-esque?

clipped from www.refdesk.com "Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly." - Franz Kafka

Latin Lux

I don't know why I find humor in mundane phrases or expressions converted to Latin, but I think it has something to do with the juxtaposition of the sublime and the ridiculous.

clipped from web.mit.edu Radix lecti Couch potato Mellita, domi adsum. Honey, I'm home.