Just another day in New York

I don't think that this story about a small passenger plane hitting one of the high-rise buildings on the Upper East Side seems to have made the UK media, but for a few hours here it was quite a big thing, given the history this town has with planes hitting buildings. Still, I got in late enough that the TV was already reporting most of the details; perhaps for a few minutes people may have wondered if history was about to repeat itself. The dead were apparently a New York Yankees pitcher and his flight instructor. Maybe I should move to Nebraska, it'd probably be safer. And cheaper too.

Elsewhere, our Chinese teacher told us in class today that the best way to get a handle on the tones in spoken Chinese is to listen to the pauses and imitate them. Very Zen. Confucius he say, "Best way to learn Chinese, listen to what is not there. Ommmm..."