- Timelined, a visual, zoomable multi-timer that lets you track things to see interesting patterns of behavior emerge
- Sorta, a small journal notebook (yes, paper) that lets you add, remove, and rearrange pages however you wish.
There's lots of other fun stuff in the pipeline, like the word game Fonetik as well as the potential for coffee table book versions of both Narrow Streets: Los Angeles and my other somewhat popular blog Microlawns.
This frenzy of activity means I won't be updating Narrow Streets anymore. Thanks everybody for your kind readership, passion, and participation. Onward to the next adventure!
Another view of the Vegas Strip, including Treasure Island, the Palazzo, the Wynn & Encore, and the Stratosphere off in the distance, with the street squeezed down to just one lane. 
A discussion about skewed intersections on Streetsblog's Google Group led to alternate intersection designs, which led me to this very postiive FAQ from the Insurance Institute for Highway Safety about roundabouts: those momentary shifts from cartesian to polar (and back) that people seem to be so afraid of, but actually are safer for everyone—and all at a drastically reduced maintenance cost, too! My favorite is this before-and-after conversion in Asheville. I took a Segway tour that crossed this lovely part of downtown. 
Finally, finally getting around to sharing this 
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Amazing quote from the Head Traffic Engineer in Denton, Texas that pretty much sums up the infrastructural corner we've painted ourselves into. Behind all the technical smoke-and-mirror excuses lies a simple unwillingness to question the wisdom of initial urban design mistakes made long ago.
Sorry about the lack of posts lately--I had some writing deadlines to take care of, which sucked away all my time. But if you wanna catch up, meet me in Echo Park where I'll be showing Narrow Streets photos in a group art exhibit. Woo hoo! 
I'm endlessly fascinated by Downtown LA. It teems with life during the weekday; at night and on weekends, it becomes a zombie-filled ghost town worthy of a level design from Left 4 Dead. It is crowded with buildings but at the same time overbuilt for cars — a paradox that leaves it neither here (is it a city?) or there (is it a suburb?). The photo above shows what Angelenos would consider a "small" street at only five cars wide. A similarly-sized street in New York City, by contrast, would be considered a major conduit. 8th Ave, for instance, is as wide as the street above because it borders crowd magnets like Madison Square Garden and Penn Station — makes sense, right? But that's New York City, which has a variety of street sizes befitting local use: one-lane roads for residential neighborhoods, and larger arteries for heavily trafficked areas. In Los Angeles, on the other hand, every street behaves as if it were a regional conduit regardless of actual, boots-on-the-ground use. The city becomes merely a place to pass through, not a destination unto itself, leaving only the roar of traffic and the crazed bellowing of its down-and-out street denizens echoing off its walls. 
I like to think of Wilshire Corridor as LA's own sort of Upper East Side Park Avenue, with its long stretch of luxury condo high-rises catering to the older wealthy. I can even imagine Eloise traipsing along, au pair in pursuit, on her way from Westwood to Beverly Hills. But as with all things Los Angeles, this east coast facsimile has a unique west coast twist: eight lanes of heart-pumping traffic careening up and down its hilly curves at a blistering 55mph. (Try it on a 125cc scooter, and it's even more hair-raising.) The usual paradox is there: heavenly towers with names promising old world grandeur ("The Wilshire Marquis", or the more pastoral "Carlyle on Wilshire") located right alongside what is practically a freeway. Me + the wife looked here once for an apartment, and could not get past the constant echo of traffic, double-paned windows be damned. 