RE: The Catch-All Botany Thread
August 9, 2011 at 12:20 pm
(This post was last modified: August 9, 2011 at 12:37 pm by The Grand Nudger.)
Amusingly knowing this gives you more ammunition with which to assault the superstitious. Noni juice comes from these little guys. Hilariously most of the juices and extracts you find in the "supplementals" aisle come from invasive or potentially invasive plants.
People are being sold diluted weed juice as a cure for cancer (and everything else).
Actually had a guy who worked in the "r/d" dept of one of the leading nutricueticals suppliers here in the states bring me on as a consultant. He eventually offered me a job as production manager, I declined for personal reasons (I'm not a fucking snake oil salesman). He wanted to start a christian commune on-site as well. So he probably got off easy when I declined..lol.
(By christian commune he of course meant live-in volunteer labor. This was his response to my labor cost estimate.)
My daughters have been getting an education in anthropocentric thinking all morning. There's a family of squirrels that were born early spring. Three of them survive (out of 8). Hawks and cats and whatnot. Those that are left use my garden as a safe forage site. They've carried more produce out than I have. We've been watching them from the sliding glass. You can't see the little bastards but the cornstalks and tomato vines are shaking violently. My daughters suggested genocide when they caught one carrying off a watermelon. That was just too much for them to bear.
Obvious marks of my seed.
People are being sold diluted weed juice as a cure for cancer (and everything else).
Actually had a guy who worked in the "r/d" dept of one of the leading nutricueticals suppliers here in the states bring me on as a consultant. He eventually offered me a job as production manager, I declined for personal reasons (I'm not a fucking snake oil salesman). He wanted to start a christian commune on-site as well. So he probably got off easy when I declined..lol.
(By christian commune he of course meant live-in volunteer labor. This was his response to my labor cost estimate.)
My daughters have been getting an education in anthropocentric thinking all morning. There's a family of squirrels that were born early spring. Three of them survive (out of 8). Hawks and cats and whatnot. Those that are left use my garden as a safe forage site. They've carried more produce out than I have. We've been watching them from the sliding glass. You can't see the little bastards but the cornstalks and tomato vines are shaking violently. My daughters suggested genocide when they caught one carrying off a watermelon. That was just too much for them to bear.
Obvious marks of my seed.
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