Still Not King

National Fresh Breath Day
Anniversary - Hiroshima Day
Anniversary - Voting Rights Act of 1965 Signed
Birthday - Lucille Ball (actress)
Birthday - Andy Warhol (artist)
Independence Day (Bolivia)
Peace Festival (Japan)

 

Okay, so, the community college’s semesters start earlier than Oregon’s. I may not make it into the program till spring.  But!  I am one step closer to becoming an ASL interpreter anyway—yesterday I took a placement test that, if I pass, will get me out of a couple of classes that would be pretty repetitive. I was actually most proud of communicating with the surly secretary, because that’s kind of the whole idea, but in the test I did get the chance to tell the story of why I sign the letter T funny.*

 

Now I have to wait up to a week to find out how I did, and find out if I can get into the classes this early. But damn, don’t it feel good to start accomplishing things?

 

 

Also, I have a “job” now! Not a real job, of course, because those are turning out to be as abundant and easy to find as the bastard child of a unicorn and a dragon, but a consolation job from my parents while I search: I’m scanning all our thousands of photos into the hard drive. It’s kind of fun—I’m learning all sorts of new things.  For example, did you know that our Horrible Undead Cat used to be alive?  And that in the ’80s the Ugliest Glasses Possible were all the rage?  It’s amazing, the things you can find out at this job!

 

 

*Since you ask: When I was in Kenya I got into the habit if signing it with my index finger crooked on the tip of my thumb, instead of over it on the joint as it’s supposed to be.  “T” presents a problem for other sign languages that use ASL’s manual alphabet (Japanese Sign Language, for example—it bases its manual syllabary on it) as a template for their own, because it happens to be an obscene gesture in quite a number of cultures.