Ellora’s Cave went out of business before my book came out. I’m back to searching for a publisher. This is the Doper Millstone thread, yes?
Could be worse. My book was never at any point listed as one of their publications, never made available on their site. Hence it has never been published. It’s harder to find a publisher interested in REpublishing a book. So I sort of dodged a bullet there.
Good way to look at it. 
I successfully defended my PhD-thesis today! 
Wow! Congratulations! My master’s thesis was painful enough: I truly can’t imagine tackling a dissertation, but I have mad respect for those who do. What was your topic?
Thanks! To me, the main driving factor in getting through this was that the topic interested me enough to keep me motivated to put up with the not-so-fun stuff.
My research is in quantum information theory—the role quantum correlations (entanglement) play for certain applications, how to detect them, that sort of thing.
That sounds both *very *interesting – I have a passing interest in (but zero knowledge of) quantum physics – and like something that could give me a pretty big headache. 
Well, it’s certainly given me my fair share of headaches!
Who am I to disagree? It’s not like I’ve ever had a single HB on my birthday from this crowd. I’ll toast your Jeopardy Memories, even if you have no idea who I am.
You see, I was only educated in the Impractical things.
Most people were educated in just the opposite…
Huh?
HI!
I got lost out there in the wilds, bumbled back here, found the key under the doormat and let myself back in for a spell.
Welcome back! 72 posts in 15 years, we were just talking about you in ATMB. Not you specifically, but people that are long time members with few posts.
The board had been needing more "narrow web flexo pressman"s whatever the hell that is.
This 6-week period between Memorial Day and July 4th represents 25 years with my now-husband (only 2+ years formally married). We met on the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend 1992, and moved in together on July 1.
I don’t think anyone, least of all me, would have predicted that this relationship would last. We are complete opposites in many ways, he was on the rebound from a 13-year relationship, but I was just finishing up 2 years of therapy and I was very open to taking chances. I said to myself “what’s the worst thing that can happen?” and jumped in with both feet.
Earlier this year I persuaded him to visit his family in Japan by himself for once (nice people, but I get so bored). We had never been apart for so long before, and especially I had never stayed at home while he traveled before, and it was a very long two weeks. We have problems and issues like any couple does, I suppose. Growing older, even together, is no picnic; and I begin to understand what happens to the survivor of a long-term couple when the other one dies first. But I dread to think what I would have turned into if I had never met him.
Congratulations to you both! May you have many more happy years together.
Jesus, Mary and Joseph I joined this board in 2003… I was 23! I haven’t even logged in here since 2014. Google search for dyscalculia brought up a thread from the dope and here I am. Can’t believe I remembered my password. Most people probably don’t even remember me since I wasn’t super active.
Jesus since I joined at 23 I am now divorced for almost 10 years, moved back to Jersey (well now Delaware) from Arkansas, and produced an offspring named Delaney who is now 2.
And I’m 37. And I’m afraid to search my old threads and see what a dolt I was :smack:
Welcome back.
My son is graduating (with a 4.0 average, thankyouverymuch) and has a job in his chosen career field. The 27th anniversary of his arrival was Wednesday. My daughter bought her first house, and the Lovely and Talented Mrs. Shodan and I have been married for 35 years (so far). To celebrate, we are signing her up for Medicare.
The future lies bright before me, although that might just be the reflection off my bifocals.
Regards,
Shodan
Congrats Shodan. Sounds like you have a bright kid.
In 2008 my husband applied to graduate school for a Ph.D in clinical psychology. He applied to thirteen schools and got into one. (Not bad considering the 4% acceptance rate.) What was supposed to be a four year program turned into seven years. I stood by him while he passed his qualifying exams, earned his Masters, defended his dissertation, secured his internship, and was finally granted his Ph.D in 2015. It was the worst seven years of his life, but he fled academia, found an excellent group practice and has been truly happy as a psychotherapist working with children since we returned to Michigan.
But the process was not complete. He was only licensed to practice under expensive weekly supervision. The final step was to pass the EPPP, a day-long exam that requires a score of 500/800 to pass. He’s been studying for eight months.
Yesterday, he passed with a score of 696. It’s finally over. He is fully licensed and is getting a raise. I took him to Detroit today to celebrate, bought him a custom made tie with brains on it, and took him to a huge comic store because he is a giant child.
It’s finally freaking over. Now we can get on with the business is the future, including preparing to adopt our first child.
Tuesday marked one year on this rock. To date it’s so far, so good.
I didn’t think to post it: June 23, 2017 was our 20th wedding anniversary.