Velociworld

WHEREIN VELOCIMAN MAINSTREAMS

As if I didn't need any more navel-gazing. Elisson and Leslie have turned me on to something that reeks of a m*me, almost, but it is too cool, too funny. The Frappr! map. Wherein one sets up a map of the continent, and peoples who find a common nexus add themselves if they feel neighborly.

Meaning this is the middle-aged version of junior high, and yes, I will be fucked just like the first time. Nobody wants to play in my sandbox. Usually because I rub sand in their eyes.

Anyhows, here mine. Feel free to play.

And one more thing, speaking of sand. Who the fuck came up with that Mr. Sandman shit? I, for one, have never felt slumber encroacheth because someone put some grit in my eyes. In fact, that sort of behavior tends to keep me up to the wee hours. Makes me surly, and intemperate, in fact.

Fuck the Sandman, that cruel bastard.