Steam-powered technology was all the rage once long ago.  For every cat working on the "dull edge of low-tech", these brass-fitted wonders were an early Victorian marvel.  The general feline community was certain that the next wave of feline consciousness expansion would involve the power of heated water pushing little turbines.  This of course is analogous to today's infatuation with the employment of proteins to accomplish work at the nano level.   Somehow, it's the dreaming of perfected technology that is more interesting than the perfected technology itself.  Why is that?  Do we just get addicted to each new "thing" only to jones for more more more.  Looking at the past helps to expose the silliness of today... the rediculousness of "advances".  I try to tune into reality with funny stuff like this... not to be funny for humor's sake, but to use humor to express an analog of the rediculous.  I mean, to show through analogy, the nature of humanity itself - which is rediculousness incarnate.

Had to delete all the mansions there, cause, well... none of them were showing me the pure & simple archecture that is dear to me. So I added Burr Mansion and a saltbox. Hope I didn't just loose a few wealthy patrons.. heh.