Still working on it. Have eliminated Eurish, Loglan and Klingon, but "Ash nazg durbatulûk," just to choose a synecdochic specimen at random, seems both too depressing and too annoyingly pharyngeal.
Riverrun past Orodruin, and I'm still looking. King Charles I is not a propitious source. His recommendations -- "Je parle espagnol a Dieu, italien aux femmes, français aux hommes et allemand a mon cheval." -- basically suck, inasmuch as all of these are memorable, and anyway, the blog is for humans (or maybe just a single solipsistic one), wherefore serais-je obligé d'écrire en français o italiano. Merde.
I guess it really is forgotten. Coming up: annoying posts in hexadecimal.
John Marsden (acclaimed bestselling author): 27 Sep. 1950 – 18 Dec. 2014
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At my mother’s funeral a few years ago, her one-and-only
great-granddaughter (Hollie Smith) read out a self-composed poem, titled
‘What’s in a dash?’, w...
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