Friday, April 28, 2006

Graduation

Graduated from the Community Academy last night and got a pin with the seven-pointed star of the Pierce County Sheriff's Department. Alas, had I had that pin on when I was pulled over by a state trooper the day before I'm sure I would have got away with a mere warning. Which is always what happened in Arkansas. Which makes me wonder: Am I losing it? Is it the bangs? They're at a crazy in-between stage right now. Or am I just not as hot anymore? Or was it just that my shirt was too high cut? Or are the WSP as ethical as the PCSD and never allow anyone to get off of any speeding ticket ever?

I also took my telephone Spanish test today. Fun fun fun. At one point I had to "interview" the guy about a topic and the tragedy of journalism reared its head: I asked the same question three times in various ways before the examiner told me the interview was over. How BORING was THAT? How humiliating for me, when my job calls for deep understanding, to not be a more interesting questioner for the short term! I could have kicked myself! Gah!

The best part about finishing the test is that I can stop watching so many Spanish movies. Oh, they aren't awful, but lemme tell you, Almodovar only recently figured out how to really do a terrific film. "Talk to Her" is amazing. "What Have I Done to Deserve This" is not. And I can't stand the low talkers that permeate Spanish acting. Combined with the accent, it can be a pill to understand. Of course, I can't stand low talkers of any language, I believe strongly in enunciation and projection. And there are so few movies made outside of Spain to really get packs and packs under the belt — especially ones I haven't seen. I did the whole Gael Garcia Bernal oeuvre, of course, because he's fine and not afraid to take his clothes off, and some Argentinian flicks which were pretty okay, but because of the economy in Latin America the film industry for Spanish language films all comes back to Spain and that crazy Castilian accent with the lisp and the "s"s pronounced a little more like "sh." And I am so over Spanish films, even though I love drag queens and gay guys and Chus Lampreave.

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