I ran out of contact lenses, and given that the MIL doesn't work at a eye doctors anymore I don't have my source of cheap contacts. Given it was a couple of years since my last eye exam, and the last eye exam was the MIL's boss in Easton Md., I went to FairOaks Maul to have the doc in a box give me a new prescription. They had a new to me test that tests peripherial vision that I failed miserably on. Apparnelty I have some sorts of deposits on my optic nerve that they can't do anything about, but I at least now know my peripherial vision sucks. Oh, well, at least the doc was cute.