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Ahem....
*eats a lower-karmed member to assert himself*
Not only am I diagnostically dyslexic (My! The fun we have in the wheelhouse in narrow channels!) but I have all manner of visual hallucinations besides the fact. Like confusing "Public Health" with "Public Health." Though the funny thing is that the CTA's printer must have had problems with L's, b/c independent sources confirmed that the signs read "Pubic Heath Department." Quite ironic that the CTA (aka " the 'L'") could not locate a sign company less opposed to the tenth letter of the Latin alphabet.
As for unutterable-ignosity, I think that my morning wake up call is quite the completely craziest incantation.... But them, am a bit of a night owl--or squid....
Zed's are important. Least my Polack ancestors thought so.
Which reminds me--- why do you Anglos fear more than four consonants in a row? Did the big bad letters steal your lunch money in grade school? I mean, really.
@ Marc-- is there a British grammar version of Microsoft Word that I can download? Little is more infuriating than having lovely little 's's transcribed into garish Z's. As the man said, no human would like to see me Angry.
to wit, Remember Atlantis.
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