Posted: January 13, 2014 in Fridge Note, Shovels

As we were romping through the Internarfles looking for robot solutions on Saturday, I was bopping through the shop singing this song for the bemused and confused kids:

Let no one else’s work evade your eyes,
Remember why the good Lord made your eyes,
So don’t shade your eyes,
But plagiarize, plagiarize, plagiarize –
Only be sure always to call it please ‘research’.

History is lost on teenagers.  Satire also.


FWIW, robot planning model I’v been working on.  Big Red Tater is shown in launching mode.



  1. Big Bad Bald Bastard says:

    Sure, the robot’s lobber has been designed, but what are you doing to make the robot sexy?

  2. Absolutely.

    I’ve become convinced that there’s one guy left writing HTML scripts and everybody else just steals them as they are needed…

  3. Another Kiwi says:

    The young folks today could sure do with some Lehrerin’

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