Getting "stuff" done...

I do not know if it is possible to translate aerospace and listen to DJ Screw at the same time, but it's happenening as I tap this out.

Don't ask.

I think I'm going to go back to my diet of 30s and 40s hits along the lines of Praise the Lord and Pass the Ammunition:

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
And we'll all stay free
Praise the Lord and swing into position
Can't afford to be a politician
Praise the Lord, we're all between perdition
And the deep blue sea

Later...

One heck of a day...

I despise client instructions that ask me to submit work in pieces or in parts. Such an approach throws me off, big time.

OTOH, rule 1 of freelancing is "The customer is always right," while rule 2 is: "Refer to Rule 1."

So I sent off about 2,500 words of an aerospace translation earlier, and have switched my focus to soil mechanics.

I am either insane, or a genius.

Or both.

The smart money will place bets on the latter.

Cheers...