Whee! Becca, Sada and Mariel are all in the final 4. Which is kind of scary, actually.
I completely missed Sada and Mariel this round -- Becca's bout went to 15-14 against the totally awesome Tunisian Terror Azza Besbes (I shit you not. Awesome name
and
an awesome nickname. And no, I didn't know Tunisia was a fencing power either. Because they're honestly not. But Besbes was seeded 25th and damn near made it into the final rounds. And she's every bit as cool to watch as you'd expect from all that, and I'd have been cheering for her all the way if she'd beaten my girl Becca.)
Anyway, break time and I'm going to sleep some before the medal rounds. Holy shit, they're doing it again.
Weirdly enough (it's not my product group, so no vested interest), I'm glad to hear it.
Honestly, I'm seriously cranky at no Linux options (since that's my default tv-watching box), and I didn't like having to install something new. But good compression is pretty much where I
live,
and if I can get a clear picture on my dodgy home cable connection even when it's big enough to watch it TV-style, it's a win.
Weirdly enough (it's not my product group, so no vested interest), I'm glad to hear it.
(Part of my product group. I edited a tiny bit of the docs.)
Aha! I know some people in my org worked on it pre-reorg, but I wasn't sure where it wound up.
Slovenia!
(Hey! quit cutting away from the Slovenes, dammit!)
Aha! I know some people in my org worked on it pre-reorg, but I wasn't sure where it wound up.
I'm not the main editor, but I've done a fair amount of back-up work for them.
Okay, the flame lighting is a bit of a moment.
Oh, god, I'd missed the story of the kid. I'm kinda glad I did, to save the sniffles until now.
I'm kinda glad I did, to save the sniffles until now.
Oh, I've been blinky-eyed off and on through the whole thing.
I loved the drumming, and the printing press bit. and the Tai Chi folks running in circles. On rewind, I could see the earphones, which at least begin to explain how they were so perfectly in unison.
Pretty awesome.
I also loved the Ghana-an outfits. Whereas the Hungarians --was it the Hungarians with the red flowers all over the women's outfits? -- ought to be ashamed.
Also, the American hats were dorky. Esp since the broadcasters kept calling them "berets". They're driving caps, doofuses. Sheesh.
Still, that was... pretty damned remarkable. Except that it was clear a ton of those people weren't actually athletes, so now I don't know whether the Iraqi woman is competing, or is just a friend/assistant/coach/whatever.
