Waving, not drowning

The air quality is back down to normal levels, which doesn't account for the continuing smell of burning biscuits every time I leave the MTR in Causeway Bay.  Maybe it's a fragrance like freshly baked bread, that encourages people to purchase more frequently.  Or move out of the way to let taxis past.  Who knows how the psychological engineering of Hong Kong is conducted, what its hopes and dreams are, what laudable goals they aim to reach?

Recurses! Filed again!

Here's a guide to making Blogger talk to Facebook via Twitter. Those of a technical bent will be unimpressed. Those who care not for Web2.0reah will be unimpressed. The complement to those two sets might find it useful, if they haven't done it already. Apologies to the first and second sets. It may be improved for all of you if you read the next line in the voice of Johnny Cash covering 'Hurt'.