Today's post brought to you by the letter W.

'W' Gets Its Own Place in Swedish Language

Winnie must be happy...






Which reminds me of the sign I made for the marches preceding the Iraq Invasion "War starts w/ W and must end now" that nobody seemed to be able to make that much sense of. Note to self: linguistic archness and policital outrage do not necessarily mix. I thought it was clever, though.




(A beardless and paunchless version of myself... That is Bill Corbett's mug in the interstice between the sign and my face.)