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Report from the front...
Apr. 19th, 2004 05:55 pmHOUSTON - The launch of the Expedition 9 crew (Padalka/Fincke) together with ESA astronaut Andre Kuipers on board Soyuz No. 214 apparently went off without a hitch last night. When I arrived at work today, the third floor looked like Grand Central Station, and remained like that until about an hour ago.
I've been designated as the program management interpreter for tomorrow night's docking with ISS. This calls for me to be on call for about three hours starting 11 pm tomorrow night. I will have a ringside seat (earthside) for the docking, I'm sure! ;^)
Today's radiogram workload was uncharacteristically light, as the flow increases dramatically once the Soyuz is in flight. (Maybe it takes a full day for the flow to catch up with events?) We'll see tomorrow.
* * * Last night, Galina and I rented Timeline and something with Audrey Tautou called He Loves Me...He Loves Me Not.
Timeline is based on a recent novel of Michael Crichton's, and like most of his novels, it adapts well to the screen. I enjoyed the movie, though I notice that Natalie's television seems to blast out music while keeping the voices at a barely perceptible level.
He Loves Me...He Loves Me Not was something of a surprise. Its original French title was À la folie... pas du tout, which I must admit didn't make any sense to me when I saw it pop up on the screen, because I didn't know what "à la folie" meant. Looking it up in the French/French Larousse I have installed on the VAIO provides a hit on "aimer à la folie" (to love madly, in the literal sense of "mad," if I am not mistaken), which probably wouldn't have helped me much even if I had been familiar with the expression.
In any event, I was prepared for a romantic comedy... something light and fluffy.
And it started out that way. By the end, however, boy, was I surprised. The film is definitely worth a viewing, in my opinion.
Break's over... back to work!
Cheers...
I've been designated as the program management interpreter for tomorrow night's docking with ISS. This calls for me to be on call for about three hours starting 11 pm tomorrow night. I will have a ringside seat (earthside) for the docking, I'm sure! ;^)
Today's radiogram workload was uncharacteristically light, as the flow increases dramatically once the Soyuz is in flight. (Maybe it takes a full day for the flow to catch up with events?) We'll see tomorrow.
Timeline is based on a recent novel of Michael Crichton's, and like most of his novels, it adapts well to the screen. I enjoyed the movie, though I notice that Natalie's television seems to blast out music while keeping the voices at a barely perceptible level.
He Loves Me...He Loves Me Not was something of a surprise. Its original French title was À la folie... pas du tout, which I must admit didn't make any sense to me when I saw it pop up on the screen, because I didn't know what "à la folie" meant. Looking it up in the French/French Larousse I have installed on the VAIO provides a hit on "aimer à la folie" (to love madly, in the literal sense of "mad," if I am not mistaken), which probably wouldn't have helped me much even if I had been familiar with the expression.
In any event, I was prepared for a romantic comedy... something light and fluffy.
And it started out that way. By the end, however, boy, was I surprised. The film is definitely worth a viewing, in my opinion.
Break's over... back to work!
Cheers...
