Interesting article on genius…

This article is actually very interesting. I’d like to hear your comments on it please.

A new theory suggests that creativity comes in two distinct types – quick and dramatic, or careful and quiet.
By Daniel H. Pink

In the fall of 1972, when David Galenson was a senior economics major at Harvard, he took what he describes as a “gut” course in 17th-century Dutch art. On the first day of class, the professor displayed a stunning image of a Renaissance Madonna and child. “Pablo Picasso did this copy of a Raphael drawing when he was 17 years old,” the professor told the students. “What have you people done lately?” It’s a question we all ask ourselves. What have we done lately? It rattles us each birthday. It surfaces whenever an upstart twentysomething pens a game-changing novel or a 30-year-old tech entrepreneur becomes a billionaire. The question nagged at Galenson for years. In graduate school, he watched brash colleagues write dissertations that earned them quick acclaim and instant tenure, while he sat in the library meticulously tabulating 17th- and 18th-century indentured-servitude records. He eventually found a spot on the University of Chicago’s Nobelist-studded economics faculty, but not as a big-name theorist. He was a colonial economic historian – a utility infielder on a team of Hall of Famers.

Read it all at Wired

Why isn’t it cold?

So winter has supposedly come? I can hardly remember what snow is like, it’s been so long. In fact I almost find myself wishing I had to bundle up every time I step outside. Just joking…those who have ever gone on a winter camp with me will know that I don’t like cold. But come on, this is ridiculous.

It was supposed to get cold months ago, and the most we’ve gotten was a slight windy chill. Does anybody know why this happened? Global warming is scientifically proven, but I didn’t think it was that intense.

Anyone? Anybody know anything about this sudden lack of snow? Oh well, enough of my winter-time rant. I hope everyone enjoys their spring-time that is sure to come (as soon as fall officially ends). Best of luck this year.

School starts again…

The end of another glorious summer is come unto us, and I find myself again facing the impending doom that is normally called “high school”.  This will be my Senior year at Lone Peak, and though I have many fun classes lined up for it I find a bit of dread at the bottom of my heart as well.  After this short year I will… go to college, send in my mission papers, find a job, move out, and find a place for myself in the world.  That’s a lot to do at once, and I don’t feel like I am prepared or competent enough for such a long list of tasks.

As for now, I guess I simply carry on.  I should face the school year head-on and ready for a challenge.  I must keep moving through good times and through bad.  After all, what choice do we have?  We either keep moving on or we stop; we continue, or we stop forever.  But that isn’t really a choice.  Not for me.  I have so much to do, and so little time to accomplish it as it is, that it would be crazy to end shorten that time any further by ending life early.  Spencer and I have to do great things, I can feel that we were intended for something, and so I keep moving.

Already the rush is on to find those papers given to me before school ended and make sure I didn’t miss any summer assignments.  It’s a nice feeling to know that I have a goal and an assignment again, but it’s all just so fast.  I hope I can keep up.