Category: Words

On Monday after work, I had silversmithing class.  My silver is now bent into something bracelet-ish, and I am flattening out a piece to make a bezel for the shiny rock. That is what a Troy oz of silver looks like. 

 

On Tuesday, I went to the gym and then I came home and stared at the wall in the dark for awhile. Did chores. Tried to do some writing. Texted back and forth with a bunch of people. 

On Wednesday, I was supposed to have a date but canceled it. Then I turned down a date with someone I’ve seen several times and really like because I was too mentally or emotionally exhausted to go out. I went to the gym again instead. Did some more texting and writing. In bed by 10.  Slept like I had been dead for months. 

Thursday, I had a first date with a very sweet, very young man. Drank a very good Gueuze clone. Had some dinner. I think we both had a good time. 

Friday night, another first date. 

Saturday, I will rest. Maybe go to a spin class. I may go out for a quick drink with the guy I didn’t go out with on Wednesday. Secretly hoping not to because I do not want to end up spending every Tuesday sitting in the dark staring at the wall. 

Sunday…Eugene for Easter dinner and then back home again to start another week…

Still working on how to fit everything in….

While updating a friend on the status of my online dating situation, I mentioned that I’d had a particularly good time with one guy because he was so smart. He’s well read, knows about a lot of different topics, is fun to talk to, has a great sense of humor and makes great logical connections between  what might seem to be unrelated topics. 

After a little while, my friend asked “but what is it that makes someone smart?”

I think I reponded something insightful like “fuck if I know” so I clearly needed to give it some thought. It’s a little hard for me to define. It’s not like I can run someone through standardized testing, or ask for their latest IQ test scores. There are some signs of being smart that maybe aren’t the things that really make you smart. Is there a difference? I don’t even know that. 

And is it all just subjective anyway?

Because I love lists, I started one. 

What is a sign that you may be smart? I mean, what is smart anyway? In no particular order, and certainly not a comprehensive list:

• Being able to learn things
• Making logical connections between things 
• Information retention from reading and other sources
• Rote memory, maybe
• A certain analytical bent
• Humor
• Paying attention/good focus
• Curiosity 
• Speaking multiple languages
• Being good at math
• Knowing about science
• Not being gullible
• Being able to figure things out

Reading definitions of the word didn’t help very much, either. The definitions just chased each other around. Smart is intelligent is clever is intellectual is well-read is blah blah blah. 

There are certain categories of people who tend to be smart. Librarians. Serious musicians. Scientists. People who can speak multiple languages well. Mathematicians. People who use various aspects of their intelligence, or various types of brain capacity perhaps?

I read a study somewhere once that mentioned the language thing, left-handedness, music lessons, recreational drug use and being the oldest child as contributing to higher levels of intelligence.  Score for me!  Of course being short and fat was detrimental…but I figure I am safe due to the quantity of intelligence boosters.  Imagine how unbearably smart I would be if I were also tall and thin.

How do I know when someone is smart? Like porn, I know it when I see it. 

 

 I have a couple of things roughed out. Nothing quite ready to put up. 

The thing is,  I am just too fucking tired to deal with it, so I am going to bed. 

My plan to achieve balance through establishing priorities doesn’t seem to be going very well so far. 

I did go to the gym today, and I wrote quite a bit. It just wasn’t enough. 

And, and, and…

Zzzzzzzzz

Holy crap. Someone just sent me a text and scare the life out if me.  It is possible that I may need to cut back on everything. 

Huh? What was that? You told me so? No, I told YOU. I just haven’t done it. 

Wait’ll you see how frazzled I am by the end of the week.  Tell me so then. You might as well save it up and get it all out at once.