Chicken Little was right: The sky IS falling! I'm on my way to work today walking crosstown on the east side when all of a sudden KABOOM! A crapload (crapload being what I estimate to be about 10 square feet) of snow and ice comes flying from above and lands directly on my head. No notice. No sound. Nada. VERY disconcerting. Pics of the culprit snow and ice is below as well as the awning from which it fell. Good news here is I didn't get hurt, in large part because the ice mix fell from only 15 feet or so. Later, I'm walking back from lunch up Park Avenue and as I pass #100 (at 44th Street) a chunk of ice about the size of a small pumpkin falls 15 feet from where I'm standing. Fortunately it didn't land on anyone. The piece of sky fell from perhaps 40 stories and would have done serious damage had it made a direct hit on a passerby.