TIM Day 3 (Day 2 for me)...

It is unsettling to consider that an organization capable of launching humans into space is unable to engage contractors that understand how to pave a parking lot so as to effectively drain water. The rain started late last night and continued during the morning, and by the time I parked in the Building 4S parking lot, it was a series of puddles of indeterminate shape and an inch or two deep. By the time I got inside, my umbrella had done its job, but my feet were well and truly soaked.

I was the first "up" for discussions this morning and kept mentally slapping myself alongside the head because I wasn't getting in my groove. Then it was my partner's turn in the hot seat. My partner is Boris R., a soft-spoken, knowledgeable guy with a ton of experience, and we get along well together. There are two of us because the tempo of the discussions is quite intense and stressful (they called me in after Boris nearly went crazy supporting the meeting by himself on Monday).

My afternoon stint went better, and I felt I was back in form, except for moments when the NASA folks lapsed into that arcane jargon that is completely incomprehensible to outsiders. This forced me to ask for a clarifications from time to time, and I derived some amusement from the fact that the purveyors of said jargon sometimes were at a loss to explain, in ordinary English, what it was they were trying to convey.

The rain continues, and we've found a leak near the hot water flue. Wunnerful.

Cheers...