EE's Autobiography 8

When, while sitting among my fellow graduates half-listening to some under-educated, washed-up, B-list movie star (who had deigned to show up for the ceremony, no doubt, only upon being bribed with an honorary degree) pontificate about making our mark in the world, I attempted to read my diploma. Realizing, after a few moments of concern that I had been transported to a bizarro Earth, that the entire document was printed in Latin, I exploded. I stormed onto the stage and shoved the movie star as