The Gravy Helmet

It was a hot September night and we were being chased by a ghost. My two friends, Jon and Shane, were sweating. We’re older men, a little wide around the waist, and it was hot down in the basement. We had cleared away the kids’ toys and set up two optical sensors and a high-powered HP Omen desktop. We were playing with the HTC Vive. We were having more fun than we’d had in… Read More...