I'm under
no legal obligation to tell you this, but I picked up
Ovid again. I was like, where was I in this? And I opened it at random, and what do you think I read? That's right: "above the bridal chamber brooded the evil
hoot-owl." So another
owl in Ovid, big shock. Similarly absent of shock: the other night I couldn't sleep, so I got up and turned on
TCM and there sat
Robert Redford with an
obelisk, and I wasn't even going to tell you about it.