April 24, 2001
Mike, you troglodyte...actually, I thought

Mike, you troglodyte...actually, I thought that I was pretty clearly making fun of the self-importance and predictability of those art-house trailers, not praising them. But maybe the convolutions in my sentences have gotten out of control. I'd claim sleeplessness as an excuse, but I do that all the time.

I don't know where it's best to stay in London -- though I suspect our Melbourne correspondent might have a view on the subject -- but I can recommend my favorite museum.

Posted by B T at April 24, 2001 02:46 PM