My favorite letter is Q, for obvious reasons. An “O” with a cigar stuck in his mouth. Rich Uncle Pennybags with half his mustache shaved off. Unfortunately homonymous with queue, to form a line, or even the line itself, both of which I have no patience for. Fortunately homonymous with cue, helpful in billiards, which I do enjoy.

Good Q.

Bad Q.

Other fun facts about my favorite letter may be found here, and you will find a couple of fun lists here, and here.

I hope you have enjoyed this brief intermezzo concerning my favorite letter.

N.B. This was published earlier as a comment to the story of Humpford.


  1. Rufus McCain says

    Q has sort of a codependent relationship with u.

  2. Quin, your American football number should be Q, kind of like Otto’s OO. And if they don’t accomodate you then wear 17. Although you were a tight-end and there are no tight-ends with the number 17. Maybe just a couple wide-outs.

  3. Rufus McCain says

    We need to have a scrimmage at the next K-summit.

  4. The Ironic Catholic says

    Are you familiar with teh Two Source Hypothesis on material shared by Matthew and Luke, but not in Mark? Written by…Q?

    There’s even a hypothesized Q gospel out there.

    Just to mix it all up….

  5. Quin Finnegan says

    I didn’t wanna go there, I.C. … er, ὕβρις and all that. But since you bring it up … thanks.

  6. The Ironic Catholic says

    Your humility is intact.

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