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I am, as regular millireaders know, an adherent of the No Cukes movement.  But even so, I felt a frisson of guilt when I wrote this item about the misfortune of the farmers whose cucumber crop was partially lost to the lack of immigrant labor needed to pick them.

Mr. McManus drilled holes in granola bars and shattered pirouette cookies before deciding both were too delicate.  He found that apples had strong skin but not enough mass.  Banana interiors were too soft.  Licorice, which initially seemed promising, became brittle.  String cheese, while pliable, lacked structural integrity.

Something about the above quote makes me envision Mr. Edison, in his never ending quest for a filament for the incandescent lamp.  A noble quest, finally fulfilled, at least in the case of the robot, with a cuke.

We attribute the success of cucumber-based robotics to the strong exosurface and self-lubricating properties of the garden variety seedless cucumber.

I couldn't have said it better myself!  Although I suspect I might have tried the Rice Krispies and marshmallows first to avoid contamination.

(The Mitsubishi has been sold, and the buyer (from South Dakota!) should have it safely home by now.  Enjoy!)