Gone Translatin’

I’m holed up in the old copy editing office again, marking articles with my red pen and chuckling at comments overheard from the other room:

“Everyone, a local candidate running on the independent ticket will be here in ten minutes to discuss placing an ad.  Nobody say anything snarky, or I’ll hurt you.”

Grammar and Language class today was phenomenal.  After lecturing for a half hour on Germanic languages and runes, the professor handed out two sheets: one listed the symbols of the runic alphabet, and the English letter equivalents, and the other contained the photograph below.

“Start in the top left corner, and decode the runes,” the professor said, grinning widely.

So we did.  We translated runes. From the 8th century BC.  Probably one of the cooler undergraduate assignments I’ve ever been given.