Further to my bitter ramblings about the way that every news event is followed by crap articles explaining how Twitter saved the day, yesterday evening a plane ditched in the Hudson river. Today, with crushing predictability, we get the Twangles – first from The Guardian (check out the headline) then from the BBC's Rory Cellan-Jones, who amazingly found out about the crash at 21.45 thanks to the wonder of microblogging.

Great. Brilliant. Except that I found out a good hour earlier while waiting for a DLR train at Limehouse because it was already making the US news websites (picked it up on Gawker, followed it to MSNBC). Perhaps I should cough up a six hundred word article on this amazing new way to distribute news – you know, "news stories". They're a bit like tweets, but long enough to contain all the pertinent facts, correctly spelled and actually verified. Must. Inform. World.

Courtesy of a Google Alert (link):

"Windows7的揭幕距微软上一代Vista系统面世已有2年时间，在此期间Vista一直恶评如潮，被大多数用户冠以 “灾难”的称谓。英国著名电脑杂志《ComputerActive》的汤姆•罗耶尔就表示，此前的Vista系统给微软公司带来了巨大的“公关灾难”，其 在发布的第一天就运行得很不顺利，因此Windows7必须具备绝佳的性能，才能赢得广大用户的认可。针对各界的质疑，微软英国的Windows主管约翰 •柯伦表示，在对Windows7的研发改进中，他们已经充分借鉴了Vista的经验教训，因此人们可以放心使用Windows7操作系统，而不用对之前 Vista存在的问题有所顾虑。"

Somewhere in there lies my name in Chinese, but I'm so ignorant I don't even know what Chinese language it is (Mandarin?), let alone which characters are mine. Life can be strange.

Went to the Victoria and Albert Museum to see the Cold War Modern exhibition (potted review: 40% great, 60% disappointing, about 200% overcrowded, now closed). No photography allowed in the exhibition, and no room to swing a camera even if you were allowed, but a good chance to snap some statues.

Thursday was one of the good London days: it started with the view above, was followed by a great bit of publicity for the magazine and ended with dutch beer and discovering soup-filled dumplings at a great Taiwanese restaurant. Fantastic.

On the minus side, karma dictates that Monday will be a bad London day:I will almost certainly be rained on, stressed at work and assaulted by a drunken tramp. Ho hum.