There's someone here listening to other people's analog cell phone calls on a modified scanner, and others are playing super-mutant aerobie.
A person appears with a box of macaroni...
Uncooked, of indeterminate shape.
He still has a few crazyass internet profiles up, if you google his other handle you will find them. Funny stuff. Hopefully none of it actually true.
Hmm. Lots of furry fandom, which is pretty much his thing. But also he seems to have developed a bad habit of assuming there are nazis lurking behind every corner?
But yeah, he was the progenitor of the UMOW (User Meeting On Wheels) ... most of which ended up at the Kensico Dam or Croton Dam at some point.
(Nope. Neither one exists anymore. Thankfully, the Kensico Dam is still intact.)
The problem is that our community looks a lot different on the map than it did in the UM days. We have new friends who have joined us from around the world, and old friends who have moved out of the area.
We successfully made the transition from a dialup BBS to an Internet community. This is the downside.
Yeah, IG can only have so many birthdays