Sometimes I think the Web Bots assume that I’m a stoner and

[Nanoose]

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Sometimes I think the Web Bots assume that I’m a stoner and sometimes I think the garden weeds are out to get me.

Today I was half joking with myself and imagining a couple of Web Bots passing each other in cyber space and one says – I’m off to check out some ganja key words and then the other bot says – bet it was that Nanoose again.
Then both bots look around to see if any body is looking and then say – I’d give you a high five but I ain’t got no body.
Actually I’m curious what a Web bot or spider looks like - must look like something because its coding.
As far as the garden weeds being out to get me goes
- its probably just my imagination. And it’s more likely just Mother Nature giving me a beotch slapping for being arrogant enough to think that thanks to me someday there will be no garden weeds in the Fairwinds area.
I have a love hate relation ship with garden weeds I get paid to get rid of them but yet I’m amassed at how their all so differently designed to serve a single purpose – protect soil from UVI rays.
Cheers!

[Wahoo]

Nanoose, you ought to try cross-breeding them garden weeds with your best BC Nebula, sort of like assistant greenskeeper Carl Spackler did in that 1980s classic Caddyshack:

"This is a hybrid. This is a cross, ah, of Bluegrass, Kentucky Bluegrass, Featherbed Bent, and Northern California Sensemilla. The amazing stuff about this is, that you can play 36 holes on it in the afternoon, take it home and just get stoned to the bejeezus-belt that night on this stuff."