Rest and recovery today. I took a little jog around the block before dinner; legs are a bit stiff but everything is behaving well.

Varia picked up the new Prince of Persia game and spent the past few hours repeatedly sending the handsome prince plummeting to his death. It’s a lovely game with smooth animation and elegant art. Told as a narrated story, the narrator apologetically intervenes after a death plunge: “No, no, that’s not how it happened. I really didn’t fall. Let me back up the story a bit…”

There is one extra tidbit today that came out of my travel. In one of the airport restrooms during my trip, I saw one of the strangest pieces of graffiti I have ever laid eyes upon: “I am in love with Hillary Clinton, but am afraid to tell her.” Indeed.