Lost in Translation might not be a bad name for a blog by an American expatriate in Britain examining cultural misunderstandings and slippery language, but that’s not why I started it. I chose the name simply because I liked it, and because the picture made me think of it; I chose the picture because I needed to upload something long and skinny and stumbled upon that one, taken at the British Museum. I take a lot of pictures at museums.
If you see a big blank space in a post it probably means you’re at work and your employer blocks YouTube.
(Like so?) (If you can see her, that’s not me btw.) When I’m not busy trying to make Lost “the very best in its niche,” I post in that niche over there. I have also been persuaded by historical inevitability to tweet.