It's been pointed out to me by itsmecissy, a dame with a steely tongue but a heart as big as North Dakota, that she is no robot and is tired of being treated as such by the word verification forced upon her, when all she wants to do is leave a comment or two on this thing I do ... this thing with words and sentences ... this blog.
I think the word testing thing was some residual stuff I had put into place three years ago when I was being bombarded by (and I know this sounds crazy) Vladimir Putin's trolling robot. I could tell it was Putes because I just could. It always left the stink of caviar and Vodka. Just sayin'. Anyway, it's gone. I'll take my chances. Besides, old Vladdy has other things on his dopey mind these days.
So there you have it. Sorry itsmecissy! There's no good done by making a gal like you upset.
As for those word verifications, sometimes I think robots are the only things that can understand them. I never can. I have to listen to the audio. And if there is no audio, there's no Bob. Simple like that.