The Belt That Wasn't There

McNeil's wife (a scholar and author of no small repute in the field of German art - therefore we refuse to damage her reputation by bandying about her name on the "blog" [a favor we have done for precious few others]) informs McNeil that he is not thinking of an umlaut. An umlaut was not what he was thinking of. An umlaut was not the thing of which he thought, does not do what he thought it did. This news fills me with happiness because I take it as a sign of McNeil's reduced powers caused by his advancing age (as you will recall, the "post" in question found McNeil youthfully trumping me in the area of Kutcher pronunciation). In other news of decay, I forgot to wear a belt yesterday. I just plain forgot!