So there I am, at the end of 8,700 words of translation (not all done today, but still a chunk of work), when I recall there are the footnotes in the article. A word count reveals there are 1,800 words of footnotes (in the form of a conversation between the article's author and... I have no idea who else.)
This brings to mind an old story...
Cheers...
P.S. No lives or property were actually harmed in the telling of this anecdote.
This brings to mind an old story...
This fine Irish lad enters the confessional....because now, I must go back and do the footnotes.
"Bless me, father, for I have sinned," says the young man.
"What have you to confess?" asks the priest.
"I've just returned from England, where I personally blew up several hundred miles of railroad track," says the young man.
After a pause of a few seconds, the priest says, "As penance, go do the stations."
Cheers...
P.S. No lives or property were actually harmed in the telling of this anecdote.