French mode...
May. 13th, 2006 10:07 amYesterday's bag ended up with four rush jobs, which made for a large corpus of nervous energy floating around the area, counterbalanced by the numbers on the resulting invoices. (It's not that I charge extra for rush work, mind you, as I would probably be working about as fast anyway, which is not to say that I'll refuse a rush rate, by any means!)
I got up late today (8 am) owing mostly to having watched Knute Rockne, All-American last night, starring Pat O'Brien and Ronald Reagan. I thought I'd never seen the film before, but the scene where Rockne takes inspiration from a chorus line performance (and later applies it to his backfield) tickled a few neurons somewhere, so I must have seen it at one time, perhaps in my youth. It probably says a lot about Rockne that so many real people - Jim Thorpe in a cameo and "Pop" Warner as himself, among others - agreed to come together and appear in the picture.
At any rate I enjoyed the film, though I could not help but wonder what kind of reception a film of this kind would get today. We moderns, it seems, just won't accept a hero unless he or she has some clay on their feet, or at least I can't recall any such stories in recent times. In the film, Rockne's major character flaw seems to have been his choosing coaching as a career over chemistry.
I've got to leave in a few minutes to go help Drew at the store. Yesterday, I walked to the store and biked back home. Today, things'll be more interesting, as I've been invited over to the Mike and Karen's, but have no earthly idea of how I'll get there (I'm suspecting either a lift from Drew or my bike), or especially how I'll get back (I'm again leaning toward Drew). We'll see.
I spent the last 40 minutes or so adding about 3200 words to my nascent French-English technical glossary, this latest batch from a glossary file someone gave me at Baikonur, which seems to have a lot of useful terminology. How useful will be demonstrated tomorrow, as I steam headlong into the Big French Assignment (aka, the BFA™).
Gotta go get ready for the store.
Cheers...
I got up late today (8 am) owing mostly to having watched Knute Rockne, All-American last night, starring Pat O'Brien and Ronald Reagan. I thought I'd never seen the film before, but the scene where Rockne takes inspiration from a chorus line performance (and later applies it to his backfield) tickled a few neurons somewhere, so I must have seen it at one time, perhaps in my youth. It probably says a lot about Rockne that so many real people - Jim Thorpe in a cameo and "Pop" Warner as himself, among others - agreed to come together and appear in the picture.
At any rate I enjoyed the film, though I could not help but wonder what kind of reception a film of this kind would get today. We moderns, it seems, just won't accept a hero unless he or she has some clay on their feet, or at least I can't recall any such stories in recent times. In the film, Rockne's major character flaw seems to have been his choosing coaching as a career over chemistry.
I've got to leave in a few minutes to go help Drew at the store. Yesterday, I walked to the store and biked back home. Today, things'll be more interesting, as I've been invited over to the Mike and Karen's, but have no earthly idea of how I'll get there (I'm suspecting either a lift from Drew or my bike), or especially how I'll get back (I'm again leaning toward Drew). We'll see.
I spent the last 40 minutes or so adding about 3200 words to my nascent French-English technical glossary, this latest batch from a glossary file someone gave me at Baikonur, which seems to have a lot of useful terminology. How useful will be demonstrated tomorrow, as I steam headlong into the Big French Assignment (aka, the BFA™).
Gotta go get ready for the store.
Cheers...