Izzat a word?
I managed to slip out of the MCC around 7:45 pm last night, having dotted all the i's and crossed all the t's. Alex K. is off today, replaced by Mike T. in the early shift.
I got up at around 8 and sat down to edit the piece Lev assigned me for this morning.
The subject has to do with installing panels on the FGB to create storage lockers. I found it a particularly difficult piece to do, since I was forced to visualize the manipulation of hardware I'd never seen inside of an area I'd never seen.
Descriptions of physical manipulations, I've found, are typically difficult to follow because the people writing the descriptions rarely take the trouble to review the text from the point of view of someone who's never seen the setup.
I first ran into this phenomenon back in college when I "studied" close-up magic. Most descriptions of, say, card tricks, were useless; you had to see what was happening to understand it. (I've been told roughly the same thing by medical students: descriptions of surgical procedures are often confusing, unless you already have some familiarity with what is going on.)
Fortunately, there was only a limited scope of things going on in the text of the document I translated. Most of it had to do with unscrewing fasteners, installing the paneling, and replacing the screws. Still, it took a while to edit.
* * * For some reason, the DSL connection in Colorado quietly expires after a while even though the router is set to keep the connection alive. I woke Drew up this morning to go "connect" our home network so I could check mail and do some housekeeping.
I have to make sure I call him at the store during the day to have him send me the UPS data for our monthly report. If I have the time, I'll work on a Perl script that will transform that sow's ear of a data file into a silk purse of a mail-ready report.
Time is a-wastin'. I should probably pull on some clothes and walk over to the McDonald's on Telephone Road for a quick breakfast (there is nothing to eat in the house). And I should do that before the breakfast menu is retired for the day.
Cheers...
I managed to slip out of the MCC around 7:45 pm last night, having dotted all the i's and crossed all the t's. Alex K. is off today, replaced by Mike T. in the early shift.
I got up at around 8 and sat down to edit the piece Lev assigned me for this morning.
The subject has to do with installing panels on the FGB to create storage lockers. I found it a particularly difficult piece to do, since I was forced to visualize the manipulation of hardware I'd never seen inside of an area I'd never seen.
Descriptions of physical manipulations, I've found, are typically difficult to follow because the people writing the descriptions rarely take the trouble to review the text from the point of view of someone who's never seen the setup.
I first ran into this phenomenon back in college when I "studied" close-up magic. Most descriptions of, say, card tricks, were useless; you had to see what was happening to understand it. (I've been told roughly the same thing by medical students: descriptions of surgical procedures are often confusing, unless you already have some familiarity with what is going on.)
Fortunately, there was only a limited scope of things going on in the text of the document I translated. Most of it had to do with unscrewing fasteners, installing the paneling, and replacing the screws. Still, it took a while to edit.
I have to make sure I call him at the store during the day to have him send me the UPS data for our monthly report. If I have the time, I'll work on a Perl script that will transform that sow's ear of a data file into a silk purse of a mail-ready report.
Time is a-wastin'. I should probably pull on some clothes and walk over to the McDonald's on Telephone Road for a quick breakfast (there is nothing to eat in the house). And I should do that before the breakfast menu is retired for the day.
Cheers...