(e:chris) bought it for his playstation. Compared to the Samsung VR, it's way more immersive. The helmet tracks your movement in the real world and you can walk around a little bit.

The controllers are also tracked by the console and you can see them in the games - the creepiest feeling was playing this clown shooting game and your hands were carrying guns. I didn't like that.

Here's (e:paul) in VR world, about to be eaten by a radioactive shark.

They converted Pearl street to two-way, and added bike lanes in each direction. I'm actually surprised it turned out well. I think they gave the car travel lanes 11 ft which would be the absolute minimum. It should calm it down. Even the new paint, pavement and lights make the street look a little less like the ass-end of Main St.

Still wondering why we aren't opting for segregated cycle tracks on these wide streets though. Easier for someone with a snow blower to maintain and no parked cars to infringe. The west side would be great for it considering the truck and fire lanes on the eastern edge.


This week Terry and I made both a chana masala

and a terry-aki tempeh. I think I have these dishes down pat.

Terry and I have tried a couple times to do yoga in the living room. It's hard to keep up with these slinky Youtube yoga women, who seem to all inexplicably live in tropical retirement communities.



I can already do a yoga handstand.

I was ready to go back home. I would have like to seen downtown Las Vegas to see if it was any different, but (e:paul) and his boss were at the conference and my flight left at 3.

I decided to walk to the airport because I didn't feel like being in a car anymore and thought I might run across something interesting. From the Cosmopolitan to the airport terminal was about an hour walk, including the pedestrian bridges.

I was actually suprised you could walk there at all but I got the idea here michaeldorausch.com/walking-from-the-las-vegas-airport-to-the-las-vegas-strip/

There was not much to see and I had to change my shirt when I checked in, I was so sweaty.

The plane ride back had a ridiuclous view. I never looked out a plane with a cloudless view. On the way to the stop over in Phoenix, you could see Humphrey's peak in Flagstaff from forever a way. The desert is really almost empty between besides mysterious groupings of trailers. I wonder why they're there.

You also could spot forest fires on the hills and the smoke choking the valleys next to them.

As you go back east so much light appears again. Almost an hour from Buffalo Chicago is completely visible. It's cool that you can see the gridlines via streetlights, just like a map.

When I got back (e:terry) brought me some vegetarian poutine. I think I realized I barely ate on this trip.