Nothing: Part 3

A big nothing! I really have nothing to say today. The highlight of the day was a humongous socks sale on the 22nd floor of the Empire State Building. The crush of people making a mad dash for trouser socks, footless tights, tube socks, tights, sheers, over-the-knee socks, ankle socks and gift boxed socks was mind-boggling.

The family should be well stocked with socks for awhile.

Anything else…? Well, it was interesting that 200 languages met their sad demise dring the Noughties. The last known speaker of a native Australian language – Jawoyn – drew his last breath this year. As Ally asked, who did he speak to when he was alive?

Good question, perhaps we lost the greatest soliloquist that language ever had, along with the language.

Let’s see what tomorrow brings.

PS: Need the teacher’s opinion on how well I am doing with the Themes from Paganini’s Witches Dance. Have been coming across quite a few roadblocks, need pointers. Or maybe all I need is the right breathing techniques and a calm and focused demeanor.

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