Humph!

A friend recently suggested that I try my hand at parodying the theme from The Thomas Crown Affair. Without doubt, Windmills of Your Mind has appeal, thanks to a rich vocabulary and skilful prosody, which artfully conceal that the song has about as much meaning as the answer key to an SAT exam.

But those very virtues challenge the parodist like billy-o. I've made two false starts so far, and have nothing to show for it. Tough creative decisions will have to be made, and tough creative decisions go down with me about as easily as ground glass. I don't intend to chuck it, though. Not yet.

I give my faithful public fair warning: what I end up with won't be as funny as the original.