Only the webcast is showing me lots of talking heads. Lots and lots and lots of talking heads. Some of them are interesting and have interesting things to say about the Galileo project, others are about as dry as something very dry like a desert or something. And there's no spectacular crash and burn talk, nor even any spectacular "here's the blip, and now here's the absence of the blip" footage, either. (I know we're not going to get any SUPER SPECTACULAR AMAZING POV CRASHING FOOTAGE, since that's Hollywood, not Real Life, so I'm more than content to watch the blip/no-blip changeover and know that yeah, that's how we have to see it.)
Then they turn to a clock showing the ETA of the probe's impact, and the ETA of when we'll actually receive the signal. The actual impact will happen in under a half hour. The signal ETA is about an hour and a half away. Oh. Well. Um. The talking heads are nice and all, but I'd rather take a nap until then.
So I'm going to take a little nap now and know that as I snooze, some little probe is making its final death run towards a huge gaseous thingy. And when I wake up, I expect confirmation, dammit.