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Having spent some time late last week pre-reviewing the translations due tomorrow, I was confident I could finish them in one day, despite the volume (about 6,000 words, as it turns out... a hefty day's work). So today was mostly a work day, with some time devoted in the morning to getting TRADOS to work with my VAIO (again!), which involved uninstalling and reinstalling the application. That's the second time I had to do that, entirely because (as far as I can see) the application no longer recognized the languages it was installed for. (The 'freelance' version of TRADOS only allows you to work into and out of up to five languages.)
Anyway, I used Wordfast on my destkop homebrew to process the three documents I had, and noticed some of the same performance quirks that occurred on the VAIO while I was in Texas (not the problem with the template files, but rather the poor operation of the database search). That's a question that might be worth raising on the Wordfast group at Yahoo!
I added some meat, potatoes, and carrots to the mushroom broth I brewed yesterday, and the result is reasonable, but not anything I could imagine myself beating down any doors for.
Galina left Texas this morning, before I could reach her by phone. I'd initially awakened around 4 am this morning, and couldn't fall asleep. Memorizing the last four stanzas of Robert Service's The Pines helped me wander back into the arms of Morpheus for a few hours, and an hour or so too long. I expect her tonight, which means (if I'm smart), I'll go upstairs and clean up the kitchen and police the area.
I was struck by the power of The Pines after listening to Jean Shepherd recite the poem on one of his records from the late 50s (heard by me much later, BTW). As Shep pointed out, it's an unusual poem in that it is told from the perspective of a pine tree, holding forth about pines. As usual, the Service verse is peppered with words that I - despite what I like to think is a rich vocabulary - was not familiar with (e.g., "A steadfast legion of stalwart knights in dominant empery!"). Though mind-expanding, I'm not sure I'll be using 'empery' in a working sentence any time soon.
Anyway, some day I shall explain in detail my (intermittent) mania for committing verse to memory. For now, I better go police the area, despite the fact that Galina should not arrive for several hours yet.
Cheers...
Anyway, I used Wordfast on my destkop homebrew to process the three documents I had, and noticed some of the same performance quirks that occurred on the VAIO while I was in Texas (not the problem with the template files, but rather the poor operation of the database search). That's a question that might be worth raising on the Wordfast group at Yahoo!
I added some meat, potatoes, and carrots to the mushroom broth I brewed yesterday, and the result is reasonable, but not anything I could imagine myself beating down any doors for.
Galina left Texas this morning, before I could reach her by phone. I'd initially awakened around 4 am this morning, and couldn't fall asleep. Memorizing the last four stanzas of Robert Service's The Pines helped me wander back into the arms of Morpheus for a few hours, and an hour or so too long. I expect her tonight, which means (if I'm smart), I'll go upstairs and clean up the kitchen and police the area.
I was struck by the power of The Pines after listening to Jean Shepherd recite the poem on one of his records from the late 50s (heard by me much later, BTW). As Shep pointed out, it's an unusual poem in that it is told from the perspective of a pine tree, holding forth about pines. As usual, the Service verse is peppered with words that I - despite what I like to think is a rich vocabulary - was not familiar with (e.g., "A steadfast legion of stalwart knights in dominant empery!"). Though mind-expanding, I'm not sure I'll be using 'empery' in a working sentence any time soon.
Anyway, some day I shall explain in detail my (intermittent) mania for committing verse to memory. For now, I better go police the area, despite the fact that Galina should not arrive for several hours yet.
Cheers...
