I just looked over at my copy of 501 French Verbs and, though I never made it very far in the language, mused on how cool French conjugations can look. There's something about the ratio of characters to actually spoken phonemes that turns me on. As I was thinking about that, though, I started to hear Bruce Springsteen singing "Thunder Road." Only the lyrics were different: "Their were ghosts in the eyes of all the letters you sent away." The mind works in mysterious ways. Or, to be more precise, mine does.